Hafez on New beginnings

109 ghazals

  1. Ghazal 5: My heart is slipping from my hand; you who have hearts, for God's sake help!
  2. Ghazal 9: The garden has again the bloom of the days of youth;
  3. Ghazal 15: O holy beauty, who unties the cord of your veil?
  4. Ghazal 18: Cupbearer, may the coming of the festival be blessed for you,
  5. Ghazal 19: O breeze of dawn, where is the resting place of the friend?
  6. Ghazal 20: The fast is over, the festival has come and hearts have risen;
  7. Ghazal 21: My heart and faith were gone, and the heart-stealer rose up in reproach;
  8. Ghazal 34: The portico of my eye's outlook is your nest;
  9. Ghazal 37: Come, for the palace of hope stands on very weak foundations;
  10. Ghazal 43: The garden court gives delight and the company of friends is sweet;
  11. Ghazal 46: The rose at my breast, wine in my hand and the beloved as I wish:
  12. Ghazal 53: I am one for whom the corner of the tavern is the dervish lodge;
  13. Ghazal 60: That renowned courier who arrived from the friend's country
  14. Ghazal 65: What is sweeter than pleasure, company, garden and spring?
  15. Ghazal 68: My moon went away this week, and to my eyes it is a year;
  16. Ghazal 81: At dawn the bird of the meadow said to the newly risen rose:
  17. Ghazal 90: O hoopoe of the east wind, I am sending you to Sheba;
  18. Ghazal 98: If in your creed the blood of the lover is lawful,
  19. Ghazal 110: In my old age the love of a young one has come into my head,
  20. Ghazal 112: The One who gave your cheek the colour of rose and wild rose
  21. Ghazal 115: Plant the tree of friendship, for it bears the heart's desire as fruit;
  22. Ghazal 119: The heart that shows the unseen and holds Jamshid's cup,
  23. Ghazal 120: I have an idol who keeps a canopy of hyacinth around the rose;
  24. Ghazal 125: A beauty is not one who has fine hair and a slender waist;
  25. Ghazal 130: At dawn the nightingale told its tale to the breeze:
  26. Ghazal 131: Come, for the Turk of the sky has plundered the table of the fast;
  27. Ghazal 132: With the bright water of wine a gnostic made his ablution
  28. Ghazal 135: Like the wind, I will set out for the end of the friend's street;
  29. Ghazal 139: I laid my face on her road and she did not pass by me;
  30. Ghazal 140: The heart-stealer went and gave no word to those who had lost their hearts;
  31. Ghazal 142: Friends, the daughter of the vine has repented of her veiling;
  32. Ghazal 144: You will be able to look into the secret of Jamshid's cup
  33. Ghazal 145: I do not know what drunkenness this is that has turned our way,
  34. Ghazal 147: Last night the courier of the morning wind brought me word
  35. Ghazal 153: At dawn, when the king of the east planted his banner on the mountains,
  36. Ghazal 163: The rose without the friend's face is not sweet;
  37. Ghazal 164: The breath of the morning breeze will scatter musk;
  38. Ghazal 166: The day of separation and the night of parting from the friend are over;
  39. Ghazal 169: We see no friendship in anyone; what has become of the friends?
  40. Ghazal 171: Last night a messenger of good news came from Asaf's court:
  41. Ghazal 174: Good news, O heart: the morning breeze has come back;
  42. Ghazal 175: The morning breeze came to congratulate the old wine seller:
  43. Ghazal 176: At dawn wakeful fortune came to my bedside
  44. Ghazal 179: Good news has come that the days of grief will not remain;
  45. Ghazal 183: Last night at the hour of dawn they delivered me from grief,
  46. Ghazal 186: If the wine seller grants the need of the rends,
  47. Ghazal 212: Yesterday at dawn a cup or two had come my way,
  48. Ghazal 213: The jewel in the treasury of secrets is the same as it was;
  49. Ghazal 218: Whoever in pre-eternity was found worthy of the bounty of fortune,
  50. Ghazal 222: Whoever goes away from the head of your street in weariness,
  51. Ghazal 225: Cupbearer, the talk is of the cypress, the rose and the tulip,
  52. Ghazal 227: Though these words will not come easy to the preacher of the city:
  53. Ghazal 234: When the sun of wine rises from the east of the cup,
  54. Ghazal 235: O happy the time when the friend comes back,
  55. Ghazal 237: My breath is spent and my desire from you is not fulfilled;
  56. Ghazal 238: With the crescent the world has drawn dye across the eyebrow of the festival;
  57. Ghazal 239: The good news has come that spring is here and the green has sprouted;
  58. Ghazal 240: The cloud of early spring has risen, the wind of the New Year has blown;
  59. Ghazal 242: Come, for the banner of the victorious king has arrived;
  60. Ghazal 246: It is the festival, the last of the roses, and the friends are waiting;
  61. Ghazal 249: East wind, bring a fragrance from the dust of the friend's road;
  62. Ghazal 253: O you by the radiance of whose face the tulip bed of life is glad,
  63. Ghazal 255: Lost Joseph will come back to Canaan; do not grieve.
  64. Ghazal 274: In the season of the tulip take the cup, and be free of hypocrisy;
  65. Ghazal 275: Sufi, pick a rose and give the patched cloak to the thorn;
  66. Ghazal 283: At dawn good news reached my ear from the voice of the unseen:
  67. Ghazal 284: Last night a voice from the corner of the tavern
  68. Ghazal 285: In the reign of the king who forgives faults and covers offences,
  69. Ghazal 302: May you be the bearer of good news, O breeze of the north,
  70. Ghazal 308: O you whose face is like paradise and whose ruby lip is its spring,
  71. Ghazal 312: Good news, for safety has alighted at Dhu Salam;
  72. Ghazal 320: Last night with a flood of tears I was barring the road of sleep;
  73. Ghazal 321: Though I have grown old, weary of heart and feeble,
  74. Ghazal 322: I drew the image of your form in the workshop of my eye;
  75. Ghazal 328: Who am I, that I should pass through that fragrant mind?
  76. Ghazal 336: Where is the good news of union with you, that I may rise up out of life itself?
  77. Ghazal 339: When the image of your face passes through the rose garden of the eye,
  78. Ghazal 346: I am not the kind of rend who gives up beauty and the cup;
  79. Ghazal 350: At dawn, meaning to repent, I said: "I will seek guidance by a casting of lots."
  80. Ghazal 359: Happy the day when I leave this ruined halting place,
  81. Ghazal 362: The meeting has come about, and the kiss and the embrace as well;
  82. Ghazal 367: I have a ruling from the Magian elder, and it is an old saying,
  83. Ghazal 388: Spring and the rose have become stirrers of joy and breakers of repentance;
  84. Ghazal 390: The crown of the Sultan Rose has appeared at the edge of the meadow;
  85. Ghazal 394: O you whose moon-like face is the new spring of beauty,
  86. Ghazal 405: By the life of the elder of the tavern and the right of his company,
  87. Ghazal 408: O you whose beauty has the sun for its mirror-holder,
  88. Ghazal 411: Your musk-scattering forelock makes the violet writhe;
  89. Ghazal 414: The rose bush of pleasure is in bloom: where is the rose-cheeked cupbearer?
  90. Ghazal 416: Welcome is that amber-scented breeze, that longed-for fragrance,
  91. Ghazal 423: Last night I went to the tavern door, heavy with sleep,
  92. Ghazal 427: The candle has become the moth of the lamp of your face;
  93. Ghazal 428: At daybreak, still heavy from the night's drinking,
  94. Ghazal 429: Cupbearer, come, for the cup of the tulip has filled with wine;
  95. Ghazal 430: If you will not drink wine to the voice of nightingale and turtledove,
  96. Ghazal 444: It is a city full of charming people, with a beauty on every side;
  97. Ghazal 451: The sky gave you good help on the day of judgement;
  98. Ghazal 452: Man and fairy live only by the grace of love's existence;
  99. Ghazal 454: From the lane of the friend comes the breeze of the New Year wind;
  100. Ghazal 456: It is early spring: strive to be glad of heart,
  101. Ghazal 460: Ever since Sulayma settled in Iraq,
  102. Ghazal 465: I went into the garden one morning to pick a rose;
  103. Ghazal 471: Who will bring me the kindness of a line from my beloved's pen?
  104. Ghazal 472: I praise God for the justice of the sultan,
  105. Ghazal 485: Cupbearer, here are the shade of a cloud, the spring and the bank of a stream;
  106. Ghazal 489: O you in whose face the lights of kingship are plain to see,
  107. Ghazal 490: In all the monastery of the Magians there is no one so distraught as I:
  108. Ghazal 494: O heart, if you come up out of that pit in the chin,
  109. Ghazal 495: "Ask for wine and scatter roses: what do you seek from time?"