Hafez on Joy and the present moment

80 ghazals

1. Ghazal 3: If that Turk of Shiraz would take my heart in hand,
2. Ghazal 7: Come, Sufi, for the cup is a clear mirror;
3. Ghazal 25: The red rose has opened and the nightingale is drunk;
4. Ghazal 26: Hair dishevelled, sweating, laughing-lipped and drunk,
5. Ghazal 41: Though wine gives joy and the wind sifts roses,
6. Ghazal 44: Now that the rose holds a cup of clear wine in its palm,
7. Ghazal 46: The rose at my breast, wine in my hand and the beloved as I wish:
8. Ghazal 50: In the snare of your tress the heart is its own captive;
9. Ghazal 65: What is sweeter than pleasure, company, garden and spring?
10. Ghazal 79: Now that the breeze of paradise blows from the garden,
11. Ghazal 85: We did not taste one draught from her ruby lip, and she is gone;
12. Ghazal 118: The one who holds a cup in his hand
13. Ghazal 119: The heart that shows the unseen and holds Jamshid's cup,
14. Ghazal 131: Come, for the Turk of the sky has plundered the table of the fast;
15. Ghazal 135: Like the wind, I will set out for the end of the friend's street;
16. Ghazal 142: Friends, the daughter of the vine has repented of her veiling;
17. Ghazal 150: If the cupbearer pours wine into the cup in this fashion,
18. Ghazal 154: Play a tune to whose music one can heave a sigh;
19. Ghazal 162: The rose has come and is sweet, and nothing is sweeter
20. Ghazal 164: The breath of the morning breeze will scatter musk;
21. Ghazal 167: A star shone out and became the moon of the gathering;
22. Ghazal 175: The morning breeze came to congratulate the old wine seller:
23. Ghazal 185: Will it be that they put the coins to the test,
24. Ghazal 200: Do you know what the harp and the lute are saying?
25. Ghazal 204: Be it remembered: the time when in secret you had a glance for us,
26. Ghazal 207: Be it remembered: when the head of your street was my dwelling,
27. Ghazal 219: Now that in the meadow the rose has come from non-being into being,
28. Ghazal 224: Happy the heart that does not always go where the eye leads,
29. Ghazal 230: If my heart is drawn to musk-scented wine, it is fitting,
30. Ghazal 238: With the crescent the world has drawn dye across the eyebrow of the festival;
31. Ghazal 239: The good news has come that spring is here and the green has sprouted;
32. Ghazal 240: The cloud of early spring has risen, the wind of the New Year has blown;
33. Ghazal 248: O east wind, bring me a fragrance from the street of a certain one;
34. Ghazal 257: Show your face and tell me: "Take your heart away from life."
35. Ghazal 263: Come, and launch our boat upon the river of wine;
36. Ghazal 264: Rise, and pour the water of joy into the bowl of gold,
37. Ghazal 279: How pleasant is Shiraz, and its matchless setting!
38. Ghazal 285: In the reign of the king who forgives faults and covers offences,
39. Ghazal 287: O you whose every feature is pleasing and every part delightful,
40. Ghazal 288: The water's edge, the foot of the willow, a mind for poetry and a pleasant friend;
41. Ghazal 293: In the morning, when from the private chamber of the palace of creation
42. Ghazal 295: At dawn, drawn by the scent of the rose garden, I went for a while into the garden,
43. Ghazal 298: A place of safety, wine without blemish and a kind friend:
44. Ghazal 299: If you drink wine, pour a draught out on the earth;
45. Ghazal 304: Possessor of the world, Helper of the Faith, the perfect sovereign,
46. Ghazal 309: The play of love, and youth, and wine the colour of ruby;
47. Ghazal 326: In the hidden house of pleasure I have a lovely idol,
48. Ghazal 332: Do not strike my heart with the arrow of your glance,
49. Ghazal 341: If I gave any thought to the reproaches of the pretenders,
50. Ghazal 346: I am not the kind of rend who gives up beauty and the cup;
51. Ghazal 348: I will make my eye a sea and throw patience out into the desert,
52. Ghazal 350: At dawn, meaning to repent, I said: "I will seek guidance by a casting of lots."
53. Ghazal 355: For the present I see the wisdom of the hour in this:
54. Ghazal 361: The one who trampled me underfoot with cruelty, like the dust of the road,
55. Ghazal 368: Rise, so that we may seek an opening at the door of the tavern,
56. Ghazal 374: Come, let us scatter roses and pour wine into the cup;
57. Ghazal 376: Friends, in the season of the rose it is best that we strive after pleasure;
58. Ghazal 377: One night we will raise our hands and make a prayer,
59. Ghazal 380: Many times I have said it, and I say it once more:
60. Ghazal 388: Spring and the rose have become stirrers of joy and breakers of repentance;
61. Ghazal 391: What could be more pleasant than the thought of wine and the cup?
62. Ghazal 396: It is morning, cupbearer: fill a cup with wine.
63. Ghazal 414: The rose bush of pleasure is in bloom: where is the rose-cheeked cupbearer?
64. Ghazal 427: The candle has become the moth of the lamp of your face;
65. Ghazal 429: Cupbearer, come, for the cup of the tulip has filled with wine;
66. Ghazal 430: If you will not drink wine to the voice of nightingale and turtledove,
67. Ghazal 431: I kiss his lip and drain the wine;
68. Ghazal 433: O you who have drawn a veil of musky down across the moon,
69. Ghazal 444: It is a city full of charming people, with a beauty on every side;
70. Ghazal 454: From the lane of the friend comes the breeze of the New Year wind;
71. Ghazal 456: It is early spring: strive to be glad of heart,
72. Ghazal 458: O heart, at the moment when you are ruined by rose-red wine,
73. Ghazal 462: O smiling mouth that is like a casket of pearls,
74. Ghazal 477: Two shrewd friends, and two measures of old wine,
75. Ghazal 479: It is morning, and the dew drips from the winter cloud;
76. Ghazal 481: Hear this point, and you will free yourself from grief:
77. Ghazal 485: Cupbearer, here are the shade of a cloud, the spring and the bank of a stream;
78. Ghazal 486: Last night the nightingale, from the branch of the cypress,
79. Ghazal 488: At dawn the voice of the tavern, wishing me well,
80. Ghazal 495: "Ask for wine and scatter roses: what do you seek from time?"