Thy fair form on goodly fashion, O Beloved mine, They've stablished;
In the very soul of sweetness, Sure, that lip of thine They've stablished.

Passing fair and heart-alluring Are thy cheek and tender down,
'Tis as if grisamber hedges Round the eglantine They've stablished.

For the coming of thine image In full state, with blood-red tears
Decorations in the city Of the lovers' eyne they've stablished.

Musk-diffusing is the business Of thy tress; but nowadays,
The repute in China's musk-pods, Fearing Fate malign, they've stablished.

Can that be a face, I wonder, And a fillet round it bound?
Or the Pleiads' necklace is it Round the moon ashine They've stablished?

All that of Ferhad they fable And Shirin but figures are
That aforetime of my passion And her face divine They've stablished.

Thou alone the truth and essence Of Love's myst'ry, Hafiz, speak'st:
All the rest is but conjecture, That on vain opine they've stablished.