Ghazal 21: My heart and faith were gone, and the heart-stealer rose up in reproach

دل و دینم شد و دلبر به ملامت برخاست
گفت با ما منشین، کز تو سلامت برخاست

که شنیدی که در این بزم، دمی خوش بنشست؟
که نه در آخر صحبت به ندامت برخاست

شمع اگر زان لب خندان به زبان، لافی زد
پیش عشاق تو شب‌ها به غرامت برخاست

در چمن، باد بهاری ز کنار گل و سرو
به هواداری آن عارض و قامت برخاست

مست بگذشتی و از خلوتیان ملکوت
به تماشای تو آشوب قیامت برخاست

پیش رفتار تو پا برنگرفت از خجلت
سرو سرکش که به ناز از قد و قامت برخاست

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My heart and faith were gone, and the heart-stealer rose up in reproach;
she said: do not sit with us, for safety has left you.

Of whom have you heard that he sat a happy moment at this feast
and did not rise at the end of the company in regret?

If the candle boasted with its tongue of that laughing lip,
it stood through the nights before your lovers to pay the fine.

In the meadow the spring wind rose from beside rose and cypress
as a partisan of that cheek and that stature.

You passed by drunk, and among the recluses of the angelic realm
the tumult of resurrection rose at the sight of you.

Before your gait it could not lift a foot for shame,
the proud cypress that rose up boasting of its height and form.

Hafez, throw off this cloak, and you may save your life,
for fire has risen from the cloak of hypocrisy and wonder-working.