• Hafiz. VII.

  • Jan 14 2025
  • Length: Less than 1 minute
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Hafiz. VII.

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  • Again the garden has got the glitter of Spring:
    The nightingale hears good news, for the rose is come.

    Soft wind returning to the young plants of the meadow, Greet for us the rose, the cypress and the sweet basil.

    They are spread for the wedding-feast of the wine-seller's son, And I'd sweep his floor with my eyelashes to win such grace.

    For that amber-scented strand you draw across a moonlight brow
    Has made a shuttlecock of my heart, and set it spinning.

    I can't trust those who sneer at us drinking down to the lees: That is the kind of thing which gets a bad name for religion.

    Let them learn to be friends with God's true friends; remember that Noah in his ark,
    A speck of dust himself, cared not a drop for the deluge.
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