Except the love of moonfaced maids, This heart of mine a way takes not;
I counsel this and that; but it Advice, say what I may, takes not.

For Heaven's sake, admonisher, Bespeak me of the skinker's down;
For goodlier effect on me Whatever thou canst say takes not.

The wineflask hid with me I bear And folk suppose it is the Book:
Strange if the fire of this my fraud The Book itself some day takes not!

This particoloured gaberdine Some day I sure shall burn; since it
The Elder of the Winesellers For one poor cup in pay takes not.

Yon toper-monisher, who wars With God's foreordinance, I see
His heart sore straitened; 'Tis, belike, That he the goblet gay takes not.

'Tis for this cause the pure of heart In ruby wine delight, that aught,
Except the truth, impress upon This gem of purest ray takes not.

Midmost my tears I smile, for that My tongue in this assembly is
A fire, the candle like, and yet On others, wellaway, takes not.

Thou bidst me from her face avert Mine eyes, for all its goodliness;
Go, for thine idle prate effect On me, for yea or nay, takes not.

The question is of this our need And of the Friend's disdain: what good
In incantation, friend, effect Which on the charmer aye takes not?

I glory in thy tipsy eye: How happily my heart it took!
Wild birds on goodlier than this wise Fowler or bird of prey takes not.

Pity, 'fore God, o lovely one! Behold, the dervish of thy street
Knows not another door than thine And other than thy way takes not.

Kindnesses, many an one, have I Had of the Magian Elder, who
The usance of hypocrisy For one sole cup in pay takes not.

For this one day, Sikender-like, This mirror will I take in hand,
Whether its fire upon me takes Or (be that as it may) takes not.

For these his verses fresh and sweet, I wonder that the king of kings
Hafiz, from head to foot, in chains Of gold without allay takes not.