Poems from the Divan of Hafiz

by active 14th century Hafiz

IV

Sleep on thine eyes, bright as narcissus flowers,

Falls not in vain!

And not in vain thy hair’s soft radiance showers—

Ah, not in vain!

Before the milk upon thy lips was dry,

I said: “Lips where the salt of wit doth lie,

Sweets shall be mingled with thy mockery,

And not in vain!”

Thy mouth the fountain where Life’s waters flow,