Divan Hafez (The Persian English Dynamic Lexicon):::: Digital Humanities - Uni Leipzig

whelmed stones

Language:	English

1 Poems contain whelmed stones

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urn:cts:farsiLit:hafez.divan.perseus-far1:28.59-28.59

urn:cts:farsiLit:hafez.divan.perseus-eng1:28.59

German Translation

[1] فتوی پیر مغان دارم و قولیست قدیم
که حرام است می آن جا که نه یار است ندیم

[2] چاک خواهم زدن این دلق ریایی چه کنم
روح را صحبت ناجنس عذابیست الیم

[3] تا مگر جرعه فشاند لب جانان بر من
سال‌ها شد که منم بر در میخانه مقیم

[4] مگرش خدمت دیرین من از یاد برفت
ای نسیم سحری یاد دهش عهد قدیم

[5] بعد صد سال اگر بر سر خاکم گذری
سر برآرد ز گلم رقص کنان عظم رمیم

[6] دلبر از ما به صد امید ستد اول دل
ظاهرا عهد فرامش نکند خلق کریم

[7] غنچه گو تنگ دل از کار فروبسته مباش
کز دم صبح مدد یابی و انفاس نسیم

[8] فکر بهبود خود ای دل ز دری دیگر کن
درد عاشق نشود به به مداوای حکیم

[9] گوهر معرفت آموز که با خود ببری
که نصیب دگران است نصاب زر و سیم

[10] دام سخت است مگر یار شود لطف خدا
ور نه آدم نبرد صرفه ز شیطان رجیم

[11] حافظ ار سیم و زرت نیست چه شد شاکر باش
چه به از دولت لطف سخن و طبع سلیم

[1] The decision of the Pir of the Magians ,I have ; and an old saying ,it is ,
That unlawful is wine there ,where is neither the friend nor the companion .

[2] This ragged religious garment of hypocrisy I will rend what shall I do
The society of the uncongenial nature is excruciating torment to the soul .

[3] So that ,perchance ,on me ,the true Beloved's lip may scatter a draught
For that reason ,years dweller I have become at the door of the wine - house of love

[4] Perchance ,passed from His memory hath my ancient service :
O morning breeze Him ,recollection of the ancient covenant ,give .

[5] If ,after a hundred years ,Thy perfume blow over my dust ,
Forth from the clay of the grave its head the rotten bone dancing bringeth .

[6] First ,from us ,with a hundred hopes ,the Heart - Ravisher took our heart
Apparently ,the covenant ,His merciful nature forgetteth not .

[7] To the rose - bud the seeker who ,by not attaining the object of his heart ,is strait of heart speak ,saying : Of thy entangled work ,strait of heart be not
For ,from morn's breath ,and from the spirits of the breeze the perfect murshid aid thou wilt gain .

[8] O heart thought of thy own welfare make by another door the door of the true Beloved
By the physician's treatment ,better becometh not the lover's pain .

[9] The jewel of divine knowledge ,amass ,that ,it with thyself ,to the next world ,thou mayst take
For after thy death the portion of others is the wealth of gold and of silver .

[10] Strong is the world's snare from it ,escape is impossible unless God's grace become thy friend ally
If not ,over Shaitan whelmed with stones ,Adam man prevailed not .

[11] Hafiz if silver and gold thine be not ,what matter Be grateful .
Than the fortune of thy grace of speech ,and of thy gentle thought ,what better fortune