This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 edition. Excerpt: . yd send the cup round O Saki, brim and send I ove, which at first was lightsome, grows heavy at the end: For ache of what Heav'n's breeze brought from that sweet-scented brow, Those musky, tangled tresses, heart's blood is dropping now. Well soak the prayer-mat purple with wine, then, --as 'tis bid; Such solace for Love's stages from Magians is not hid: Rut this World's stage, Beloved --'tis too long When the bell Calls to unpack the camels, by Allah 'twill be well The black Night, and the fearful Wave, and whirlpool wild of Fate: --Ah, lightly-laden ones ashore what knew ye of our state? Wending mine own way, unto woe and ill-fame I was brought; How, in the loud Assemblies, could such high lore be taught? If thou wilt have The Presence, Hafiz why seek it so This world, and the Beloved--choose one, and let one go GHAZAI, II O, glory of full-mooned fairness, and lustre of lighted face Beauty lives deep in thy dimples, and, hid in thy chin-pit, grace.

Then only this heart shall be quiet, bright brows and tresses in riot Then, Best-Belov'd when its longings win forth to the peace of thy place. My soul, risen up to my lip, stands eager to seek thee and fly; Backward and forward it flutters; it pants with the passion to die. What is thy pleasure? Ah, say Hafiz hard is the way Keep thy skirt from the dust Many have finished in woe. Yet would my heavy heart hear what Heart-Possessor intends; Oh. by my soul I swear--I swear by your soul's, sweet Friends No help's in this watching of ours Buy, quick as ye can, red wine; Buy from the happy drunkards for whom sleep maketh amends. In the comfort of Wine's deep slumber the swoon-bound spirit may wake, Some dew from a secret lip, some light from a love-glance take: Lips Eyes .