:Those of lily perfume cause grief’s dust to sit when they sit

.Patience from the heart, those of Angel-face take when they strive


:To the saddle-strap of tyranny, hearts they bind when they bind

.From the ambergris beper fumed tress, souls they scatter, when they scatter


,In a life-time, with us a moment, they rise, when they sit 

.In the heart, the plant of desire they plant, when they rise up


:The tear of the corner-takers they find, when they find

.From the love of morning-risers, the face they turn not, if they know 


:From my eye, the pomegranate-like ruby they rain, when they laugh

:From my face, the hidden mystery, they read, when they look 

 

:The one who thought that the remedy for lover is simple 

.Out of sight of those sages who consider treatment, be

 

:Those who like Mansur are on the gibbet, take up that desire of remedy

.To this court, they call Hafez when they cause him to die 

 

:In that presence, the desirous ones bring grace, when they bring supplication

.For, if in thought of remedy they are, distressed with this pain, they are



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