The complete Divan

All 495 ghazals of Hafez. Search by number or by Persian words.

1. Ghazal 1: O cupbearer, pass the cup around and hand it on,
2. Ghazal 2: Where is right conduct, and where am I, the ruined one?
3. Ghazal 3: If that Turk of Shiraz would take my heart in hand,
4. Ghazal 4: Morning breeze, tell that graceful gazelle with kindness:
5. Ghazal 5: My heart is slipping from my hand; you who have hearts, for God's sake help!
6. Ghazal 6: Who will carry this prayer to the attendants of the sultan:
7. Ghazal 7: Come, Sufi, for the cup is a clear mirror;
8. Ghazal 8: Rise, cupbearer, and pass the cup;
9. Ghazal 9: The garden has again the bloom of the days of youth;
10. Ghazal 10: Last night our elder came from the mosque to the tavern;
11. Ghazal 11: Cupbearer, light our cup with the radiance of wine;
12. Ghazal 12: The moon of beauty takes its light from your shining face;
13. Ghazal 13: Dawn is breaking and the cloud has pitched its canopy;
14. Ghazal 14: I said: O sultan of the fair, have mercy on this stranger.
15. Ghazal 15: O holy beauty, who unties the cord of your veil?
16. Ghazal 16: The curve your playful eyebrow set in its bow
17. Ghazal 17: My breast has burned with the heart's fire in grief for the beloved;
18. Ghazal 18: Cupbearer, may the coming of the festival be blessed for you,
19. Ghazal 19: O breeze of dawn, where is the resting place of the friend?
20. Ghazal 20: The fast is over, the festival has come and hearts have risen;
21. Ghazal 21: My heart and faith were gone, and the heart-stealer rose up in reproach;
22. Ghazal 22: When you hear the words of people of the heart, do not say they are wrong;
23. Ghazal 23: The image of your face is our companion on every road;
24. Ghazal 24: Do not ask obedience, vows or right conduct of me, the drunkard,
25. Ghazal 25: The red rose has opened and the nightingale is drunk;
26. Ghazal 26: Hair dishevelled, sweating, laughing-lipped and drunk,
27. Ghazal 27: My beloved came into the Magian temple, a cup in hand,
28. Ghazal 28: By the master's life, by old right and true covenant,
29. Ghazal 29: With the thought of you, what care have we for wine?
30. Ghazal 30: Your tress bound a thousand hearts with a single hair;
31. Ghazal 31: That Night of Power the recluses speak of is tonight;
32. Ghazal 32: When God shaped the form of your heart-opening eyebrow,
33. Ghazal 33: What need has one who has chosen solitude to go sightseeing?
34. Ghazal 34: The portico of my eye's outlook is your nest;
35. Ghazal 35: Go about your own business, preacher; what is this outcry?
36. Ghazal 36: Since the tip of your tress fell into the hand of the breeze,
37. Ghazal 37: Come, for the palace of hope stands on very weak foundations;
38. Ghazal 38: Without the sun of your face, no light is left in my day,
39. Ghazal 39: What need has my garden of cypress and pine?
40. Ghazal 40: Thanks be to God that the tavern door is open,
41. Ghazal 41: Though wine gives joy and the wind sifts roses,
42. Ghazal 42: To tell you the state of my heart is my desire;
43. Ghazal 43: The garden court gives delight and the company of friends is sweet;
44. Ghazal 44: Now that the rose holds a cup of clear wine in its palm,
45. Ghazal 45: In this age, the friend who is free of fault
46. Ghazal 46: The rose at my breast, wine in my hand and the beloved as I wish:
47. Ghazal 47: Every wayfarer who learned the way to the tavern street
48. Ghazal 48: The Sufi learned the hidden secret from the gleam of wine;
49. Ghazal 49: The garden of highest paradise is the retreat of dervishes;
50. Ghazal 50: In the snare of your tress the heart is its own captive;
51. Ghazal 51: A well-watered ruby that thirsts for blood is my beloved's lip,
52. Ghazal 52: For a long time now, passion for the beautiful has been my religion;
53. Ghazal 53: I am one for whom the corner of the tavern is the dervish lodge;
54. Ghazal 54: From weeping, the pupil of my eye is seated in blood;
55. Ghazal 55: The curl of your tress is the snare of unbelief and faith alike;
56. Ghazal 56: The heart is the pavilion of his love;
57. Ghazal 57: That dark-skinned one who has all the sweetness of the world
58. Ghazal 58: Our head of devotion and the threshold of the friend's presence,
59. Ghazal 59: I hope for a kindness from the friend's court;
60. Ghazal 60: That renowned courier who arrived from the friend's country
61. Ghazal 61: Morning breeze, if your way should take you to the friend's land,
62. Ghazal 62: Welcome, messenger of the longing ones; give the friend's message,
63. Ghazal 63: No one has seen your face, and you have a thousand watchers;
64. Ghazal 64: Though to display one's skill before the friend is bad manners,
65. Ghazal 65: What is sweeter than pleasure, company, garden and spring?
66. Ghazal 66: Lament, nightingale, if you mean to be my friend,
67. Ghazal 67: Lord, from whose house is this heart-brightening candle?
68. Ghazal 68: My moon went away this week, and to my eyes it is a year;
69. Ghazal 69: There is no one who has not fallen to that double tress;
70. Ghazal 70: The pupil of our eye looks at nothing but your face;
71. Ghazal 71: The ascetic who worships appearances knows nothing of our state;
72. Ghazal 72: The road of love is a road that has no shore;
73. Ghazal 73: There is no eye that is not lit by the light of your face;
74. Ghazal 74: The yield of the workshop of existence and space is not so much;
75. Ghazal 75: The sleepiness of your seductive narcissus eye is not for nothing;
76. Ghazal 76: Apart from your threshold I have no refuge in the world;
77. Ghazal 77: A nightingale held a bright-coloured rose petal in its beak,
78. Ghazal 78: You saw that the friend had nothing in mind but cruelty and oppression;
79. Ghazal 79: Now that the breeze of paradise blows from the garden,
80. Ghazal 80: Do not find fault with the rends, O ascetic of pure nature,
81. Ghazal 81: At dawn the bird of the meadow said to the newly risen rose:
82. Ghazal 82: That fairy-faced Turk who left our side last night,
83. Ghazal 83: If a fault came from the hand of your musky tress, it is past;
84. Ghazal 84: Cupbearer, bring wine, for the month of fasting is gone;
85. Ghazal 85: We did not taste one draught from her ruby lip, and she is gone;
86. Ghazal 86: Cupbearer, come, for the friend has lifted the veil from her face;
87. Ghazal 87: Your beauty, in alliance with charm, has taken the world;
88. Ghazal 88: I have heard a good saying that the old man of Canaan spoke:
89. Ghazal 89: Lord, find a way for my beloved to come back in safety
90. Ghazal 90: O hoopoe of the east wind, I am sending you to Sheba;
91. Ghazal 91: O you who are absent from my sight, I entrust you to God;
92. Ghazal 92: My lord, how finely you walk; I would die for you, head to foot.
93. Ghazal 93: What a kindness it was that suddenly a drop from your pen
94. Ghazal 94: Of that heart-soothing friend I have thanks mixed with complaint;
95. Ghazal 95: The breeze from the curls of your hair keeps me always drunk;
96. Ghazal 96: There is no cure for our pain. Help!
97. Ghazal 97: You are the one who sits like a crown on the head of a country's beauties;
98. Ghazal 98: If in your creed the blood of the lover is lawful,
99. Ghazal 99: My heart, in longing for the face of Farrokh,
100. Ghazal 100: Yesterday the old wine seller, may his name be blessed,
101. Ghazal 101: What is wine and pleasure in secret? A work without foundation.
102. Ghazal 102: Last night the wind brought news of the friend who has travelled;
103. Ghazal 103: The day of union with those who loved us, may it be remembered;
104. Ghazal 104: May your beauty be the sun of every eye;
105. Ghazal 105: If the Sufi drinks wine in measure, may it do him good;
106. Ghazal 106: May your body never need the favours of physicians;
107. Ghazal 107: May your beauty always be on the increase;
108. Ghazal 108: O king, may the ball of the sky be in the curve of your polo stick;
109. Ghazal 109: It is a long time since the heart's keeper sent a message;
110. Ghazal 110: In my old age the love of a young one has come into my head,
111. Ghazal 111: When the reflection of your face fell in the mirror of the cup,
112. Ghazal 112: The One who gave your cheek the colour of rose and wild rose
113. Ghazal 113: Last night the violet spoke to the rose and gave a fair sign:
114. Ghazal 114: The phoenix of the height of happiness will fall into our snare
115. Ghazal 115: Plant the tree of friendship, for it bears the heart's desire as fruit;
116. Ghazal 116: Whoever keeps the beauty and the down of the friend before his eyes,
117. Ghazal 117: In the time of your face, our heart has no need of the meadow,
118. Ghazal 118: The one who holds a cup in his hand
119. Ghazal 119: The heart that shows the unseen and holds Jamshid's cup,
120. Ghazal 120: I have an idol who keeps a canopy of hyacinth around the rose;
121. Ghazal 121: Whoever has a collected mind and a delicate beloved,
122. Ghazal 122: Whoever keeps faith with the people of God,
123. Ghazal 123: The minstrel of love has a wondrous tune and melody;
124. Ghazal 124: She whose hyacinth hair puts musk to the torment
125. Ghazal 125: A beauty is not one who has fine hair and a slender waist;
126. Ghazal 126: The soul, without the beauty of the beloved, has no desire for the world;
127. Ghazal 127: The moon does not have the brightness of your face;
128. Ghazal 128: There is no beauty in the city who can carry off our heart;
129. Ghazal 129: If wine does not carry the heart's grief out of our mind,
130. Ghazal 130: At dawn the nightingale told its tale to the breeze:
131. Ghazal 131: Come, for the Turk of the sky has plundered the table of the fast;
132. Ghazal 132: With the bright water of wine a gnostic made his ablution
133. Ghazal 133: The Sufi set his snare and opened the lid of his box of tricks;
134. Ghazal 134: A nightingale drank its heart's blood and won a rose;
135. Ghazal 135: Like the wind, I will set out for the end of the friend's street;
136. Ghazal 136: One cannot put a hand into the ring of that double tress;
137. Ghazal 137: She took my heart from me and hid her face from me;
138. Ghazal 138: May he be remembered who, when he set out, did not remember us,
139. Ghazal 139: I laid my face on her road and she did not pass by me;
140. Ghazal 140: The heart-stealer went and gave no word to those who had lost their hearts;
141. Ghazal 141: Did you see, O heart, what the grief of love did once again,
142. Ghazal 142: Friends, the daughter of the vine has repented of her veiling;
143. Ghazal 143: For years the heart was asking us for Jamshid's cup,
144. Ghazal 144: You will be able to look into the secret of Jamshid's cup
145. Ghazal 145: I do not know what drunkenness this is that has turned our way,
146. Ghazal 146: At dawn the breeze was bringing a scent from the friend's tress;
147. Ghazal 147: Last night the courier of the morning wind brought me word
148. Ghazal 148: When my beloved takes the cup in hand,
149. Ghazal 149: My heart takes no road but love of the moon-faced;
150. Ghazal 150: If the cupbearer pours wine into the cup in this fashion,
151. Ghazal 151: The whole world is not worth one moment spent in grief;
152. Ghazal 152: Before time began, the ray of your beauty spoke of showing itself;
153. Ghazal 153: At dawn, when the king of the east planted his banner on the mountains,
154. Ghazal 154: Play a tune to whose music one can heave a sigh;
155. Ghazal 155: If I go after her, she stirs up trouble;
156. Ghazal 156: In beauty, character and faithfulness no one comes near our friend;
157. Ghazal 157: Whoever has a passion in his head for your fresh green down
158. Ghazal 158: I, and denial of wine? What sort of tale is that?
159. Ghazal 159: Not all the Sufi's coin is pure and unalloyed;
160. Ghazal 160: Solitude is sweet if the friend is my friend,
161. Ghazal 161: How can a mind that is sad bring forth fresh verse?
162. Ghazal 162: The rose has come and is sweet, and nothing is sweeter
163. Ghazal 163: The rose without the friend's face is not sweet;
164. Ghazal 164: The breath of the morning breeze will scatter musk;
165. Ghazal 165: Love of the dark-eyed will not go out of my head;
166. Ghazal 166: The day of separation and the night of parting from the friend are over;
167. Ghazal 167: A star shone out and became the moon of the gathering;
168. Ghazal 168: My soul melted so that the heart's business might be done, and it was not;
169. Ghazal 169: We see no friendship in anyone; what has become of the friends?
170. Ghazal 170: The ascetic who sat in seclusion went last night to the tavern;
171. Ghazal 171: Last night a messenger of good news came from Asaf's court:
172. Ghazal 172: Love of you has turned out to be a sapling of bewilderment;
173. Ghazal 173: In my prayer the curve of your eyebrow came to mind;
174. Ghazal 174: Good news, O heart: the morning breeze has come back;
175. Ghazal 175: The morning breeze came to congratulate the old wine seller:
176. Ghazal 176: At dawn wakeful fortune came to my bedside
177. Ghazal 177: Not everyone who lights up a face knows how to win hearts;
178. Ghazal 178: Whoever became a confidant of the heart remained in the friend's sanctuary,
179. Ghazal 179: Good news has come that the days of grief will not remain;
180. Ghazal 180: O you whose pistachio mouth has laughed at the tale of sugar,
181. Ghazal 181: After this, my hand and the hem of that tall cypress,
182. Ghazal 182: You wrote no account of how you are, and some days have passed;
183. Ghazal 183: Last night at the hour of dawn they delivered me from grief,
184. Ghazal 184: Last night I saw the angels knocking at the tavern door;
185. Ghazal 185: Will it be that they put the coins to the test,
186. Ghazal 186: If the wine seller grants the need of the rends,
187. Ghazal 187: O heart, burn, for your burning will accomplish things;
188. Ghazal 188: That meddler faults me for being a rend and a lover
189. Ghazal 189: If the bird of fortune passes this way again,
190. Ghazal 190: Your musk-black pen, on the day it remembers us,
191. Ghazal 191: Who is there that out of generosity will keep faith with us,
192. Ghazal 192: Why does my swaying cypress feel no leaning towards the meadow?
193. Ghazal 193: At our play of glances the uninformed stand bewildered;
194. Ghazal 194: The jasmine-scented, when they sit down, lay the dust of grief;
195. Ghazal 195: Those who wear crowns are slaves of your drunken narcissus;
196. Ghazal 196: Those who with a glance turn dust into gold,
197. Ghazal 197: If the beauties go on stealing hearts in this way,
198. Ghazal 198: I said: "When will your mouth and lip grant me my desire?"
199. Ghazal 199: The preachers who make such a display in prayer-niche and pulpit,
200. Ghazal 200: Do you know what the harp and the lute are saying?
201. Ghazal 201: Unmixed wine and a fair cupbearer are two snares on the road,
202. Ghazal 202: Will it be that they open the doors of the taverns,
203. Ghazal 203: For years our book was in pawn for red wine;
204. Ghazal 204: Be it remembered: the time when in secret you had a glance for us,
205. Ghazal 205: As long as there is name and trace of tavern and wine,
206. Ghazal 206: Before this you had more thought for your lovers than now;
207. Ghazal 207: Be it remembered: when the head of your street was my dwelling,
208. Ghazal 208: When the wounded have the desire and have not the strength,
209. Ghazal 209: The killing of this wounded one by your sword was not fated;
210. Ghazal 210: Last night in our circle the tale was of your tresses;
211. Ghazal 211: Last night he was coming, and his cheek was aflame;
212. Ghazal 212: Yesterday at dawn a cup or two had come my way,
213. Ghazal 213: The jewel in the treasury of secrets is the same as it was;
214. Ghazal 214: I saw in a sweet dream that there was a cup in my hand;
215. Ghazal 215: In the street of the tavern, O Lord, what a commotion there was at dawn,
216. Ghazal 216: That friend through whom our house was the dwelling of a fairy
217. Ghazal 217: O Muslims, there was a time when I had a heart
218. Ghazal 218: Whoever in pre-eternity was found worthy of the bounty of fortune,
219. Ghazal 219: Now that in the meadow the rose has come from non-being into being,
220. Ghazal 220: From the eye the blood of the heart runs all over our face;
221. Ghazal 221: When I lay my hand on the tip of his tress, he flies into a temper;
222. Ghazal 222: Whoever goes away from the head of your street in weariness,
223. Ghazal 223: Never will your image leave the tablet of my heart and soul;
224. Ghazal 224: Happy the heart that does not always go where the eye leads,
225. Ghazal 225: Cupbearer, the talk is of the cypress, the rose and the tulip,
226. Ghazal 226: I fear that my tears will tear the veil from our grief,
227. Ghazal 227: Though these words will not come easy to the preacher of the city:
228. Ghazal 228: If I pick one fruit from your garden, what will it matter?
229. Ghazal 229: Fortune gives me no sign of the mouth of the friend;
230. Ghazal 230: If my heart is drawn to musk-scented wine, it is fitting,
231. Ghazal 231: I said: "I grieve for you." He said: "Your grief will come to an end."
232. Ghazal 232: I am resolved that, if it lies within my power,
233. Ghazal 233: I will not give up the search until my desire is fulfilled:
234. Ghazal 234: When the sun of wine rises from the east of the cup,
235. Ghazal 235: O happy the time when the friend comes back,
236. Ghazal 236: If that bird of holiness comes back through my door,
237. Ghazal 237: My breath is spent and my desire from you is not fulfilled;
238. Ghazal 238: With the crescent the world has drawn dye across the eyebrow of the festival;
239. Ghazal 239: The good news has come that spring is here and the green has sprouted;
240. Ghazal 240: The cloud of early spring has risen, the wind of the New Year has blown;
241. Ghazal 241: Companions, remember the comrade of your nights;
242. Ghazal 242: Come, for the banner of the victorious king has arrived;
243. Ghazal 243: Whoever caught your sweet scent from the east wind
244. Ghazal 244: Companions, undo the knot of the friend's tress;
245. Ghazal 245: O parrot, you who speak of secrets,
246. Ghazal 246: It is the festival, the last of the roses, and the friends are waiting;
247. Ghazal 247: East wind, do not grudge a visit to the dwelling of the beloved,
248. Ghazal 248: O east wind, bring me a fragrance from the street of a certain one;
249. Ghazal 249: East wind, bring a fragrance from the dust of the friend's road;
250. Ghazal 250: Show your face and take my own existence out of my memory;
251. Ghazal 251: It is the night of union, and the letter of separation is folded away;
252. Ghazal 252: If life lasts, I will reach the tavern once again,
253. Ghazal 253: O you by the radiance of whose face the tulip bed of life is glad,
254. Ghazal 254: Once more from the branch of the straight cypress the patient nightingale
255. Ghazal 255: Lost Joseph will come back to Canaan; do not grieve.
256. Ghazal 256: I will give you a piece of advice; listen, and make no excuses:
257. Ghazal 257: Show your face and tell me: "Take your heart away from life."
258. Ghazal 258: A thousand thanks that I have seen you again as I wished,
259. Ghazal 259: It is I who have opened my eyes upon the sight of the friend;
260. Ghazal 260: O cypress of the grace of beauty, who walk so sweetly in your pride,
261. Ghazal 261: Come in, so that strength may come back into the weary heart;
262. Ghazal 262: Who will tell again the state of those whose hearts are bleeding?
263. Ghazal 263: Come, and launch our boat upon the river of wine;
264. Ghazal 264: Rise, and pour the water of joy into the bowl of gold,
265. Ghazal 265: My desire, in longing for your lip, has not yet been fulfilled;
266. Ghazal 266: My heart has run away to a gypsy-like one who stirs up tumult,
267. Ghazal 267: East wind, if you pass along the bank of the river Aras,
268. Ghazal 268: One rose-cheeked beauty from the rose garden of the world is enough for us;
269. Ghazal 269: O heart, your own well-wishing fortune is companion enough for the journey;
270. Ghazal 270: I have borne such a pain of love: do not ask.
271. Ghazal 271: I have such complaints about his black tress: do not ask.
272. Ghazal 272: Come back, and be the soul's companion to my straitened heart,
273. Ghazal 273: If you are a kindly comrade, be true to your pledge;
274. Ghazal 274: In the season of the tulip take the cup, and be free of hypocrisy;
275. Ghazal 275: Sufi, pick a rose and give the patched cloak to the thorn;
276. Ghazal 276: If the gardener wants the company of the rose for five days,
277. Ghazal 277: The nightingale's whole thought is that the rose should be his friend;
278. Ghazal 278: I want a bitter wine whose strength can throw a man,
279. Ghazal 279: How pleasant is Shiraz, and its matchless setting!
280. Ghazal 280: When the east wind ruffled his amber-scattering tress,
281. Ghazal 281: O Lord, this smiling new rose that you entrusted to me,
282. Ghazal 282: He has carried off my rest, my endurance and my senses,
283. Ghazal 283: At dawn good news reached my ear from the voice of the unseen:
284. Ghazal 284: Last night a voice from the corner of the tavern
285. Ghazal 285: In the reign of the king who forgives faults and covers offences,
286. Ghazal 286: Last night a sharp-witted man who knows how things work told me in private,
287. Ghazal 287: O you whose every feature is pleasing and every part delightful,
288. Ghazal 288: The water's edge, the foot of the willow, a mind for poetry and a pleasant friend;
289. Ghazal 289: His cheek, like the moon, is the meeting place of beauty and grace,
290. Ghazal 290: My heart has bolted, and I, a poor dervish, do not know
291. Ghazal 291: We have tried our fortune in this city;
292. Ghazal 292: I swear by the pomp, the rank and the glory of Shah Shuja
293. Ghazal 293: In the morning, when from the private chamber of the palace of creation
294. Ghazal 294: In faithfulness to your love I am famous among the fair, like the candle;
295. Ghazal 295: At dawn, drawn by the scent of the rose garden, I went for a while into the garden,
296. Ghazal 296: If my star gives its help, I will bring his skirt into my hand;
297. Ghazal 297: The tongue of the pen has no will to give an account of separation;
298. Ghazal 298: A place of safety, wine without blemish and a kind friend:
299. Ghazal 299: If you drink wine, pour a draught out on the earth;
300. Ghazal 300: If a thousand enemies are set on destroying me,
301. Ghazal 301: O you with whose lip my wounded heart has the claim of salt,
302. Ghazal 302: May you be the bearer of good news, O breeze of the north,
303. Ghazal 303: I have caught the breath of affection and seen the lightning of union;
304. Ghazal 304: Possessor of the world, Helper of the Faith, the perfect sovereign,
305. Ghazal 305: In the season of the rose I was ashamed of having repented of wine;
306. Ghazal 306: If I am granted the chance of arriving in your street,
307. Ghazal 307: Every fine point that I spoke in describing that figure,
308. Ghazal 308: O you whose face is like paradise and whose ruby lip is its spring,
309. Ghazal 309: The play of love, and youth, and wine the colour of ruby;
310. Ghazal 310: Welcome, bird of blessed footstep and fortunate message!
311. Ghazal 311: I am in love with the face of a fair youth newly come to bloom,
312. Ghazal 312: Good news, for safety has alighted at Dhu Salam;
313. Ghazal 313: Come back, cupbearer, for I am eager to serve,
314. Ghazal 314: Last night the languor of your eye carried me away,
315. Ghazal 315: Apart from the fact that faith and learning slipped from my hands,
316. Ghazal 316: Do not give your tress to the wind, or you will give me to the wind;
317. Ghazal 317: I say it openly, and I am glad at heart for what I say:
318. Ghazal 318: You see me, and every moment you increase my pain;
319. Ghazal 319: For years I followed the creed of the rends,
320. Ghazal 320: Last night with a flood of tears I was barring the road of sleep;
321. Ghazal 321: Though I have grown old, weary of heart and feeble,
322. Ghazal 322: I drew the image of your form in the workshop of my eye;
323. Ghazal 323: Because of my own short reach I am weighed down,
324. Ghazal 324: Although a knot has fallen into my affairs from his tress,
325. Ghazal 325: If the dust from the sole of my beloved's foot comes to my hand,
326. Ghazal 326: In the hidden house of pleasure I have a lovely idol,
327. Ghazal 327: I have a covenant with the beloved that, as long as there is life in my body,
328. Ghazal 328: Who am I, that I should pass through that fragrant mind?
329. Ghazal 329: At dawn the Twins laid their sword-belt down before me,
330. Ghazal 330: You are like the morning, and I am the candle of the solitude of dawn;
331. Ghazal 331: If he kills me with the sword, I will not hold back his hand;
332. Ghazal 332: Do not strike my heart with the arrow of your glance,
333. Ghazal 333: At the strangers' evening prayer, when I begin to weep,
334. Ghazal 334: If my hand should reach your two tresses once again,
335. Ghazal 335: If my way should lead once more to the tavern of the Magians,
336. Ghazal 336: Where is the good news of union with you, that I may rise up out of life itself?
337. Ghazal 337: Why should I not set my mind on returning to my own land?
338. Ghazal 338: I am a lover of a fair face and of hair that draws the heart;
339. Ghazal 339: When the image of your face passes through the rose garden of the eye,
340. Ghazal 340: I, who from the fire of my heart am seething like the jar of wine,
341. Ghazal 341: If I gave any thought to the reproaches of the pretenders,
342. Ghazal 342: The dust of my body is becoming the veil over the face of the soul;
343. Ghazal 343: More than forty years have gone by in which I have been boasting
344. Ghazal 344: For a lifetime, in my seeking, I have been taking a step each day;
345. Ghazal 345: Without you, O walking cypress, what am I to do with rose and rose garden?
346. Ghazal 346: I am not the kind of rend who gives up beauty and the cup;
347. Ghazal 347: O idol, what am I to contrive against the grief of loving you?
348. Ghazal 348: I will make my eye a sea and throw patience out into the desert,
349. Ghazal 349: Last night I said: "I will put the passion for his face out of my head."
350. Ghazal 350: At dawn, meaning to repent, I said: "I will seek guidance by a casting of lots."
351. Ghazal 351: God forbid that I should give up wine in the season of the rose;
352. Ghazal 352: For a long time now I have been serving in the tavern;
353. Ghazal 353: I will not give up the love of beauty and of the cup;
354. Ghazal 354: With your black lashes you have made a thousand breaches in my faith;
355. Ghazal 355: For the present I see the wisdom of the hour in this:
356. Ghazal 356: If it should lie within my power to sit with the keeper of my heart,
357. Ghazal 357: In the tavern of the Magians I see the light of God;
358. Ghazal 358: For the grief of the times, to which I can see no shore,
359. Ghazal 359: Happy the day when I leave this ruined halting place,
360. Ghazal 360: If I go from this ruined halting place towards home,
361. Ghazal 361: The one who trampled me underfoot with cruelty, like the dust of the road,
362. Ghazal 362: The meeting has come about, and the kiss and the embrace as well;
363. Ghazal 363: My pain comes from the friend, and my cure as well;
364. Ghazal 364: We, the carefree and drunken who have lost our hearts,
365. Ghazal 365: It is a lifetime since we set our face towards the road of grief for you,
366. Ghazal 366: We have not come to this door in pursuit of pomp and rank;
367. Ghazal 367: I have a ruling from the Magian elder, and it is an old saying,
368. Ghazal 368: Rise, so that we may seek an opening at the door of the tavern,
369. Ghazal 369: We looked to our friends for friendship;
370. Ghazal 370: What virtue do you look for from us? We have called the drunken to the feast;
371. Ghazal 371: We have laid down our dawn lesson on the road to the tavern;
372. Ghazal 372: Let us pass along the highway of the tavern,
373. Ghazal 373: Rise, so that we may carry the Sufi's cloak to the tavern,
374. Ghazal 374: Come, let us scatter roses and pour wine into the cup;
375. Ghazal 375: Sufi, come, let us pull off the cloak of sham,
376. Ghazal 376: Friends, in the season of the rose it is best that we strive after pleasure;
377. Ghazal 377: One night we will raise our hands and make a prayer,
378. Ghazal 378: We do not speak ill, and we do not lean towards what is unjust;
379. Ghazal 379: My head is merry, and I say it in a loud voice:
380. Ghazal 380: Many times I have said it, and I say it once more:
381. Ghazal 381: Although we are the servants of the king,
382. Ghazal 382: When you come, recite a Fatiha over one who is worn out with sickness;
383. Ghazal 383: However much I told my grief to the physicians,
384. Ghazal 384: I am burning from separation from you: turn your face away from cruelty.
385. Ghazal 385: O Lord, bring that musk-scented deer back to Khotan,
386. Ghazal 386: For God's sake, sit less often with the wearers of the cloak,
387. Ghazal 387: The king of those with boxwood stature, the sovereign of the sweet-mouthed,
388. Ghazal 388: Spring and the rose have become stirrers of joy and breakers of repentance;
389. Ghazal 389: Like the rose, at every moment, catching your scent,
390. Ghazal 390: The crown of the Sultan Rose has appeared at the edge of the meadow;
391. Ghazal 391: What could be more pleasant than the thought of wine and the cup?
392. Ghazal 392: Do you know what good fortune is? To see the face of the friend;
393. Ghazal 393: It is I who am famous in the city for the practice of love;
394. Ghazal 394: O you whose moon-like face is the new spring of beauty,
395. Ghazal 395: Make of the musk-dark hyacinth a veil for the rose petal;
396. Ghazal 396: It is morning, cupbearer: fill a cup with wine.
397. Ghazal 397: Come in through the door and light up our night chamber;
398. Ghazal 398: O light of my eyes, there is something to be said: listen.
399. Ghazal 399: Give one coquettish glance and break the market of sorcery;
400. Ghazal 400: My tall, coquettish, artful beloved
401. Ghazal 401: When I become the dust of his road, he shakes his skirt free of me;
402. Ghazal 402: Let me tell you a charming point: look at the mole of that moon-faced one;
403. Ghazal 403: Drink ruby wine and look at the faces of the moon-browed;
404. Ghazal 404: Cast on the ranks of the rends a glance better than this;
405. Ghazal 405: By the life of the elder of the tavern and the right of his company,
406. Ghazal 406: He said: you went out to watch the new moon;
407. Ghazal 407: I saw the green field of the sky and the sickle of the new moon;
408. Ghazal 408: O you whose beauty has the sun for its mirror-holder,
409. Ghazal 409: O you, the dust of whose road is the blood-price of the musk of China;
410. Ghazal 410: O you on whose stature the robe of kingship fits exactly;
411. Ghazal 411: Your musk-scattering forelock makes the violet writhe;
412. Ghazal 412: I have an eye that scatters blood because of that one with the bow eyebrow;
413. Ghazal 413: The line of down on the friend's cheek, which eclipses the moon,
414. Ghazal 414: The rose bush of pleasure is in bloom: where is the rose-cheeked cupbearer?
415. Ghazal 415: O messenger of the truthful, tell us news of our friend;
416. Ghazal 416: Welcome is that amber-scented breeze, that longed-for fragrance,
417. Ghazal 417: My pleasure is lasting, from the ruby lip I desire;
418. Ghazal 418: If swords rain down in the lane of that moon,
419. Ghazal 419: Union with him is better than everlasting life;
420. Ghazal 420: Suddenly you have thrown off the veil: what does it mean?
421. Ghazal 421: The door of the house of the Magians had been swept and sprinkled;
422. Ghazal 422: O you who have come with the chain of your long tress,
423. Ghazal 423: Last night I went to the tavern door, heavy with sleep,
424. Ghazal 424: Do not part from me, for you are the light of my eyes,
425. Ghazal 425: He was passing by, trailing his skirt, in fine linen worked with gold;
426. Ghazal 426: With the blood of my heart I wrote a letter to the friend:
427. Ghazal 427: The candle has become the moth of the lamp of your face;
428. Ghazal 428: At daybreak, still heavy from the night's drinking,
429. Ghazal 429: Cupbearer, come, for the cup of the tulip has filled with wine;
430. Ghazal 430: If you will not drink wine to the voice of nightingale and turtledove,
431. Ghazal 431: I kiss his lip and drain the wine;
432. Ghazal 432: I am languishing from the cup of love: cupbearer, give me wine;
433. Ghazal 433: O you who have drawn a veil of musky down across the moon,
434. Ghazal 434: O heart, do not be for one moment empty of love and drunkenness,
435. Ghazal 435: Do not tell the pretender the secrets of love and drunkenness,
436. Ghazal 436: If that one with the musk-scented down had written us a letter,
437. Ghazal 437: O you, of whose lane the story of paradise is but a tale,
438. Ghazal 438: Salma, with the locks on her temples, has taken my heart captive,
439. Ghazal 439: I saw in a dream last night that a moon had risen,
440. Ghazal 440: At dawn I was telling the wind the story of my longing;
441. Ghazal 441: How would it be if the heart of that moon were kind?
442. Ghazal 442: By his life: if I had my own life within my reach,
443. Ghazal 443: If, like the cypress, you stroll for a moment in a rose garden,
444. Ghazal 444: It is a city full of charming people, with a beauty on every side;
445. Ghazal 445: You who have everything in the world that can be desired,
446. Ghazal 446: East wind, you carry the fragrance of that musk-scented tress;
447. Ghazal 447: Come, do not go on bearing this grudge against us,
448. Ghazal 448: O you who have a place in the lane of the tavern,
449. Ghazal 449: O you who hold it right that lovers should be parted,
450. Ghazal 450: For a long time now you have kept us anxious;
451. Ghazal 451: The sky gave you good help on the day of judgement;
452. Ghazal 452: Man and fairy live only by the grace of love's existence;
453. Ghazal 453: O you who are always proud of yourself,
454. Ghazal 454: From the lane of the friend comes the breeze of the New Year wind;
455. Ghazal 455: Life has gone by in fruitlessness and idle whims;
456. Ghazal 456: It is early spring: strive to be glad of heart,
457. Ghazal 457: I have made a thousand efforts that you might be my friend,
458. Ghazal 458: O heart, at the moment when you are ruined by rose-red wine,
459. Ghazal 459: With this fine script that you draw on the rose of your cheek,
460. Ghazal 460: Ever since Sulayma settled in Iraq,
461. Ghazal 461: I wrote the story of my longing while my eyes were weeping;
462. Ghazal 462: O smiling mouth that is like a casket of pearls,
463. Ghazal 463: The peace of God, for as long as the nights return
464. Ghazal 464: The affair of your beauty, like my love, has reached perfection;
465. Ghazal 465: I went into the garden one morning to pick a rose;
466. Ghazal 466: This cloak that I have is better in pawn for wine,
467. Ghazal 467: Of that wine of love by which every raw one is ripened,
468. Ghazal 468: Who will carry a message from me, a beggar, to the kings:
469. Ghazal 469: The scents of the bay tree of the sanctuary have come, and my passion has grown;
470. Ghazal 470: My breast is brimful of pain: alas, for a salve!
471. Ghazal 471: Who will bring me the kindness of a line from my beloved's pen?
472. Ghazal 472: I praise God for the justice of the sultan,
473. Ghazal 473: Count time as gain, as far as you are able;
474. Ghazal 474: I am devoted to you, my dear, and I know that you know,
475. Ghazal 475: People said that you are a second Joseph;
476. Ghazal 476: Breeze of the morning of good fortune, by the sign that you know,
477. Ghazal 477: Two shrewd friends, and two measures of old wine,
478. Ghazal 478: Drink a cup of wine of a full measure,
479. Ghazal 479: It is morning, and the dew drips from the winter cloud;
480. Ghazal 480: O you who show no forbearance in killing us,
481. Ghazal 481: Hear this point, and you will free yourself from grief:
482. Ghazal 482: O heart, you do not pass through the lane of love;
483. Ghazal 483: At dawn, a wayfarer in a certain land
484. Ghazal 484: Perhaps you should sit down at the water's edge with your longing;
485. Ghazal 485: Cupbearer, here are the shade of a cloud, the spring and the bank of a stream;
486. Ghazal 486: Last night the nightingale, from the branch of the cypress,
487. Ghazal 487: O you who know nothing, strive to become one who knows;
488. Ghazal 488: At dawn the voice of the tavern, wishing me well,
489. Ghazal 489: O you in whose face the lights of kingship are plain to see,
490. Ghazal 490: In all the monastery of the Magians there is no one so distraught as I:
491. Ghazal 491: I have fixed in my eye the eyebrow of one with a face like the moon;
492. Ghazal 492: A greeting, like the pleasant scent of friendship,
493. Ghazal 493: O king of the beautiful, save me from the grief of loneliness;
494. Ghazal 494: O heart, if you come up out of that pit in the chin,
495. Ghazal 495: "Ask for wine and scatter roses: what do you seek from time?"