Hafez on Travel and exile
75 ghazals
- Ghazal 1: O cupbearer, pass the cup around and hand it on,
- Ghazal 14: I said: O sultan of the fair, have mercy on this stranger.
- Ghazal 15: O holy beauty, who unties the cord of your veil?
- Ghazal 17: My breast has burned with the heart's fire in grief for the beloved;
- Ghazal 43: The garden court gives delight and the company of friends is sweet;
- Ghazal 45: In this age, the friend who is free of fault
- Ghazal 57: That dark-skinned one who has all the sweetness of the world
- Ghazal 63: No one has seen your face, and you have a thousand watchers;
- Ghazal 68: My moon went away this week, and to my eyes it is a year;
- Ghazal 69: There is no one who has not fallen to that double tress;
- Ghazal 77: A nightingale held a bright-coloured rose petal in its beak,
- Ghazal 78: You saw that the friend had nothing in mind but cruelty and oppression;
- Ghazal 88: I have heard a good saying that the old man of Canaan spoke:
- Ghazal 89: Lord, find a way for my beloved to come back in safety
- Ghazal 90: O hoopoe of the east wind, I am sending you to Sheba;
- Ghazal 101: What is wine and pleasure in secret? A work without foundation.
- Ghazal 102: Last night the wind brought news of the friend who has travelled;
- Ghazal 116: Whoever keeps the beauty and the down of the friend before his eyes,
- Ghazal 133: The Sufi set his snare and opened the lid of his box of tricks;
- Ghazal 134: A nightingale drank its heart's blood and won a rose;
- Ghazal 138: May he be remembered who, when he set out, did not remember us,
- Ghazal 140: The heart-stealer went and gave no word to those who had lost their hearts;
- Ghazal 144: You will be able to look into the secret of Jamshid's cup
- Ghazal 147: Last night the courier of the morning wind brought me word
- Ghazal 154: Play a tune to whose music one can heave a sigh;
- Ghazal 155: If I go after her, she stirs up trouble;
- Ghazal 156: In beauty, character and faithfulness no one comes near our friend;
- Ghazal 160: Solitude is sweet if the friend is my friend,
- Ghazal 170: The ascetic who sat in seclusion went last night to the tavern;
- Ghazal 174: Good news, O heart: the morning breeze has come back;
- Ghazal 192: Why does my swaying cypress feel no leaning towards the meadow?
- Ghazal 212: Yesterday at dawn a cup or two had come my way,
- Ghazal 216: That friend through whom our house was the dwelling of a fairy
- Ghazal 222: Whoever goes away from the head of your street in weariness,
- Ghazal 225: Cupbearer, the talk is of the cypress, the rose and the tulip,
- Ghazal 236: If that bird of holiness comes back through my door,
- Ghazal 237: My breath is spent and my desire from you is not fulfilled;
- Ghazal 247: East wind, do not grudge a visit to the dwelling of the beloved,
- Ghazal 248: O east wind, bring me a fragrance from the street of a certain one;
- Ghazal 267: East wind, if you pass along the bank of the river Aras,
- Ghazal 269: O heart, your own well-wishing fortune is companion enough for the journey;
- Ghazal 270: I have borne such a pain of love: do not ask.
- Ghazal 277: The nightingale's whole thought is that the rose should be his friend;
- Ghazal 286: Last night a sharp-witted man who knows how things work told me in private,
- Ghazal 303: I have caught the breath of affection and seen the lightning of union;
- Ghazal 304: Possessor of the world, Helper of the Faith, the perfect sovereign,
- Ghazal 308: O you whose face is like paradise and whose ruby lip is its spring,
- Ghazal 310: Welcome, bird of blessed footstep and fortunate message!
- Ghazal 313: Come back, cupbearer, for I am eager to serve,
- Ghazal 333: At the strangers' evening prayer, when I begin to weep,
- Ghazal 337: Why should I not set my mind on returning to my own land?
- Ghazal 338: I am a lover of a fair face and of hair that draws the heart;
- Ghazal 359: Happy the day when I leave this ruined halting place,
- Ghazal 360: If I go from this ruined halting place towards home,
- Ghazal 366: We have not come to this door in pursuit of pomp and rank;
- Ghazal 373: Rise, so that we may carry the Sufi's cloak to the tavern,
- Ghazal 380: Many times I have said it, and I say it once more:
- Ghazal 382: When you come, recite a Fatiha over one who is worn out with sickness;
- Ghazal 383: However much I told my grief to the physicians,
- Ghazal 385: O Lord, bring that musk-scented deer back to Khotan,
- Ghazal 415: O messenger of the truthful, tell us news of our friend;
- Ghazal 423: Last night I went to the tavern door, heavy with sleep,
- Ghazal 427: The candle has become the moth of the lamp of your face;
- Ghazal 439: I saw in a dream last night that a moon had risen,
- Ghazal 448: O you who have a place in the lane of the tavern,
- Ghazal 455: Life has gone by in fruitlessness and idle whims;
- Ghazal 458: O heart, at the moment when you are ruined by rose-red wine,
- Ghazal 461: I wrote the story of my longing while my eyes were weeping;
- Ghazal 463: The peace of God, for as long as the nights return
- Ghazal 469: The scents of the bay tree of the sanctuary have come, and my passion has grown;
- Ghazal 470: My breast is brimful of pain: alas, for a salve!
- Ghazal 472: I praise God for the justice of the sultan,
- Ghazal 476: Breeze of the morning of good fortune, by the sign that you know,
- Ghazal 488: At dawn the voice of the tavern, wishing me well,
- Ghazal 489: O you in whose face the lights of kingship are plain to see,