hafez

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I said: “Me, prosperous, Thy mouth and lip, when do they make?”
He said: “By my eye whatever thou sayest even so do they make.”

I said: “Thy lip demandeth tribute of Egypt:”
He said: “In this matter, loss they seldom make.”

I said: “To the point of thy mouth, who taketh the way?”
He said: “This is the tale that to the subtlety-knower, they make.”

I said: “In the society of the lofty-sitter, be not idol worshipper?”
He said: “In love’s street, also this and also that they make”

I said: “The desire of the wine-house taketh grief from the heart.”
He said: “ Happy, those who joyous a single heart make.”

I said: “Wine and the religious garment, are they not the ordinances of the religious order?’’
He said: “In the religious order of the Pir of the Magians, this work they make.’’

I said: “From the sweet ruby of this lips what profit the old is?
He said: “Him, with a sweet kiss, young they make.’’

I said: “To the chamber when goeth the Khajeh?’’
He said: “That time when Jupiter and moon conjunction make.’’

I said: “Prayer for his fortune is Hafez’s morning exercise.’’
He said: “This prayer the angels of the seventh heaven make.”