In the morning , to the breeze...

In the morning , to the breeze , I uttered the tale of my longing

The address of reply came saying : A relier be on the favours of Lordship . *** Not that tongue is the reed's that love's great mystery it may unfold ,

Beyond the limit of narration , is the explanation of longing . *** To Laila's tress , bind thy heart ; with distraught Majnun's reason , do thy work of love

For , for lovers , injury hath the words of wisdom . *** Ho O Yusuf of Egypt the beloved whom sovereignty of Egypt kept engaged

Ask the father Yfckub where went at last filial love *** In the sorcery of the tempting glance , is a remedy - giver , and a pain - exciter ,

In the coil of the musk - diffusing tress , is a heart - easer and a heart - enslaver . *** In the nature of the beautiful , old world , compassion is none

From its love , what seekest thou In it , what desire attachest thou *** In this market of the world if a profit there be . 'tis with the happy darvish :

O God me , happy make with darvlshness , and with happiness . *** O darvish the key of the treasure of purpose is the prayer of the morning , and the sigh of the evening

By this path and way , go ; so that , with the Heart - possessor God thou mayst join . *** A Huma like thee , lofty of rank , and greed for the rotten bone how long

Alas that shadow of fortune , that , on the mean , thou castest . *** Hafiz to the lovely ones , give not thy heart . Behold those deeds of unfaithfulness ,

That , to the men of KJiwarazm , did the saucy ones of Samarkand *** To the verse of Hafiz of Shlraz , dance and whirl

Those dark of eye of Kashmir , and the saucy ones of Samarkand . ***