With this beauteous writing th...

With this beauteous writing that on the rose of thy cheek thou drawest ,

On the page leaf of the rose , and of the rose - bed , the line of effacement thou drawest . *** My tear , sitting in the fold of the hidden house , *

From within the seven screens to the market of renown Thou drawest . *** By the perfume of thy tress , the sluggish mover like the soft morning breeze ,

Momently , in bond and chain into swift action , Thou drawest . *** Momently , in recollection of that lip , wine of hue and of that intoxicated eye ,

Me , from khilvat to the vintner's house , Thou drawest . *** O true Beloved Thou saidest Thy head bound to our saddle - strap is fit

'Tis easy here is my head if the trouble of this load , Thou endurest . *** With against Thy eye and eye - brow , what deliberation of heart may I make

Alas this bow that , against me miserable , Thou drawest . *** Come back so that , with Thy cheek , far I may put the evil - eye ,

O fresh rose , that , from this thorn Hafiz , possessed of imperious lust Thy skirt Thou drawest . *** Hafiz from the favour of time , what more seekest thou

Wine thou tastest and through the hand the heart - possessor's tress thou drawest . ***