The sleep of that thy seducing...

The sleep of that thy seducing eye without something is not

The curl of that thy dishevelled tress , without something is not . *** Running from thy lip , was milk in infancy when I spake ,

Saying : This sugar round about thy salt - pan mouth without something is not *** The fountain of the water of life is thy mouth but

On its lip , thy chin dimple , without something is not . *** Be thy life long for well I know

The arrow of thy eye - lash in the bow , without something is not . *** With the grief , the pain , the sorrow of separation , thou art distressed

O heart this thy wailing and lamenting without something is not . *** Last night , from the head of his street , the wind passed to the rose - garden

O rose this rent of thy collar , without something is not . *** Although the heart keepeth love's pain secret from the people ,

Hafiz This weeping eye without something is not . ***