Ghazal 125: A beauty is not one who has fine hair and a slender waist

شاهد آن نیست که مویی و میانی دارد
بندهٔ طلعت آن باش که آنی دارد

شیوهٔ حور و پری گرچه لطیف است ولی
خوبی آن است و لطافت که فلانی دارد

چشمهٔ چشم مرا ای گل خندان دریاب
که به امید تو خوش آب روانی دارد

گوی خوبی که برد از تو؟ که خورشید آن جا
نه سواریست که در دست عنانی دارد

دل نشان شد سخنم تا تو قبولش کردی
آری آری سخن عشق نشانی دارد

خم ابروی تو در صنعت تیراندازی
برده از دست هر آن کس که کمانی دارد

در ره عشق نشد کس به یقین محرم راز
هر کسی بر حسب فکر، گمانی دارد

با خرابات نشینان ز کرامات ملاف
هر سخن وقتی و هر نکته مکانی دارد

مرغ زیرک نزند در چمنش پرده سرای
هر بهاری که به دنباله، خزانی دارد

مدعی گو لغز و نکته به حافظ مفروش
کلک ما نیز زبانی و بیانی دارد

A beauty is not one who has fine hair and a slender waist;
be the servant of the face of one who has that certain something.

The manner of houri and fairy is graceful, but
beauty and grace are what a certain someone has.

O laughing rose, come to the aid of the spring of my eye,
which in hope of you has a fine running stream.

Who can carry off the ball of beauty from you, when the sun there
is not a rider who has the reins in his hand?

My words pierced the heart once you accepted them;
yes, yes, the speech of love has a mark.

The curve of your eyebrow, in the craft of archery,
has beaten everyone who has a bow.

On the road of love no one has become, for certain, a keeper of the secret;
everyone, according to his thought, has a guess.

Do not boast of miracles to those who sit in the tavern;
every word has its time and every point its place.

The wise bird does not pitch its song tent in a meadow
where every spring has an autumn at its heels.

Tell the pretender not to sell riddles and fine points to Hafez;
our pen too has a tongue and a way of speaking.