Poems from the Divan of Hafiz

by active 14th century Hafiz

And they will teach thee what to learn is sweet.

XLI

The days of Spring are here! the eglantine,

The rose, the tulip from the dust have risen—

And thou, why liest thou beneath the dust?

Like the full clouds of Spring, these eyes of mine

Shall scatter tears upon the grave thy prison,

Till thou too from the earth thine head shalt thrust.

XLII

True love has vanished from every heart;