Hafez on Sincerity, not show
55 ghazals
- Ghazal 2: Where is right conduct, and where am I, the ruined one?
- Ghazal 6: Who will carry this prayer to the attendants of the sultan:
- Ghazal 20: The fast is over, the festival has come and hearts have risen;
- Ghazal 33: What need has one who has chosen solitude to go sightseeing?
- Ghazal 40: Thanks be to God that the tavern door is open,
- Ghazal 47: Every wayfarer who learned the way to the tavern street
- Ghazal 48: The Sufi learned the hidden secret from the gleam of wine;
- Ghazal 49: The garden of highest paradise is the retreat of dervishes;
- Ghazal 63: No one has seen your face, and you have a thousand watchers;
- Ghazal 64: Though to display one's skill before the friend is bad manners,
- Ghazal 66: Lament, nightingale, if you mean to be my friend,
- Ghazal 81: At dawn the bird of the meadow said to the newly risen rose:
- Ghazal 84: Cupbearer, bring wine, for the month of fasting is gone;
- Ghazal 93: What a kindness it was that suddenly a drop from your pen
- Ghazal 97: You are the one who sits like a crown on the head of a country's beauties;
- Ghazal 105: If the Sufi drinks wine in measure, may it do him good;
- Ghazal 110: In my old age the love of a young one has come into my head,
- Ghazal 132: With the bright water of wine a gnostic made his ablution
- Ghazal 133: The Sufi set his snare and opened the lid of his box of tricks;
- Ghazal 172: Love of you has turned out to be a sapling of bewilderment;
- Ghazal 177: Not everyone who lights up a face knows how to win hearts;
- Ghazal 188: That meddler faults me for being a rend and a lover
- Ghazal 193: At our play of glances the uninformed stand bewildered;
- Ghazal 199: The preachers who make such a display in prayer-niche and pulpit,
- Ghazal 201: Unmixed wine and a fair cupbearer are two snares on the road,
- Ghazal 202: Will it be that they open the doors of the taverns,
- Ghazal 203: For years our book was in pawn for red wine;
- Ghazal 220: From the eye the blood of the heart runs all over our face;
- Ghazal 221: When I lay my hand on the tip of his tress, he flies into a temper;
- Ghazal 244: Companions, undo the knot of the friend's tress;
- Ghazal 256: I will give you a piece of advice; listen, and make no excuses:
- Ghazal 296: If my star gives its help, I will bring his skirt into my hand;
- Ghazal 300: If a thousand enemies are set on destroying me,
- Ghazal 301: O you with whose lip my wounded heart has the claim of salt,
- Ghazal 305: In the season of the rose I was ashamed of having repented of wine;
- Ghazal 310: Welcome, bird of blessed footstep and fortunate message!
- Ghazal 324: Although a knot has fallen into my affairs from his tress,
- Ghazal 341: If I gave any thought to the reproaches of the pretenders,
- Ghazal 342: The dust of my body is becoming the veil over the face of the soul;
- Ghazal 346: I am not the kind of rend who gives up beauty and the cup;
- Ghazal 352: For a long time now I have been serving in the tavern;
- Ghazal 373: Rise, so that we may carry the Sufi's cloak to the tavern,
- Ghazal 375: Sufi, come, let us pull off the cloak of sham,
- Ghazal 386: For God's sake, sit less often with the wearers of the cloak,
- Ghazal 396: It is morning, cupbearer: fill a cup with wine.
- Ghazal 399: Give one coquettish glance and break the market of sorcery;
- Ghazal 401: When I become the dust of his road, he shakes his skirt free of me;
- Ghazal 402: Let me tell you a charming point: look at the mole of that moon-faced one;
- Ghazal 405: By the life of the elder of the tavern and the right of his company,
- Ghazal 428: At daybreak, still heavy from the night's drinking,
- Ghazal 434: O heart, do not be for one moment empty of love and drunkenness,
- Ghazal 453: O you who are always proud of yourself,
- Ghazal 466: This cloak that I have is better in pawn for wine,
- Ghazal 478: Drink a cup of wine of a full measure,
- Ghazal 484: Perhaps you should sit down at the water's edge with your longing;