The messenger with the glad news From Asef last night is arrived,
That from Solomon's presence the sign Of leave for delight is arrived.

The dust of our being make thou Into clay with the tears of the eye;
For the season, the ruinous house Of the heart to redight, is arrived.

Come, cover thou up my reproach, O gaberdine liquor-berayed;
For to visit me yonder Belov'd, With skirt of pure white, is arrived.

The tales without end that folk tell Of the beauty and grace of the Friend
Of thousands one syllable are That to utt'rance outright is arrived!

The rank of each fair one to-day's Grown patent, since unto the place
Of honour yon moon, that illumes The feast with her light, is arrived.

To Solomon's throne-top, whose crown Is the place of ascent of the sun,
Behold, with what courage an ant, Abjection despite, is arrived!

Safe guard thy religion, o heart, From her wanton, ensorcelling eye;
For, on rapine and plunder intent, That bow-drawing wight is arrived.

O Hafiz, with poortith berayed Thou art: ask largesse of the King,
For that soul of largesse to make clean From poverty's blight is arrived.

The Sultan's assembly's a sea Of grace; the occasion come seize;
Quick, loss-stricken one! For the hour Of traffic in sight is arrived.