Poems from the Divan of Hafiz

by active 14th century Hafiz

Thou shalt rise, oh Hafiz, to Heaven’s gate

From the tavern where thou hast tarried late.

And if thou hast worshipped wine, thou shalt meet

The reward that the Faithful attain;

If such thy life, then fear not thy fate,

Thou shalt not have lived and worshipped in vain!

XVIII

Slaves of thy shining eyes are even those

That diadems of might and empire bear;

Drunk with the wine that from thy red lip flows,