Alas full , full of pain is my...

Alas full , full of pain is my heart , a plaister

God through loneliness , to giving up life my heart hath come ; a companion *** From the swift moving sky , hope of ease , hath who

O Saki a cup bring , so that I may rest a while . *** Arise . To the saucy ones of Samarkand , let us give our heart

For , from its breeze , the fragrance of the river Mulian the Oxus cometh anon . *** To a wit , I said Behold these circumstances . He laughed and said

A work , difficult a state , the father of wonders perturbed , a world . *** In the pit of patience , for that candle of Chigil , I consumed

Of our state , the King of the Turkans Turans is careless . Where a Rustam *** In the Path of love - play , calamity is safety and ease

Wounded be that heart that with on account of pain desireth a plaister *** No path , into the street of profligates , is for the man of desire and indulgence

A wayfarer is necessary , a world - consumer not a raw one , without a grief . *** In this dusty world , to hand cometh not a man

It is necessary to make another world , and anew a man . *** Hafiz before in comparison with love's independence what weigheth thy weeping

For , in this deluge , the seven all the seas of the world appear only a little night - dew . ***