5. Be always humble: strive to obtain a contrite spirit. He who suffers gold-hunger can never be satisfied.
6. You, Fuzuli, live in this world only for friendship. Winter lives in unfriendly hearts; never can it be summer there.
Nesimi.
1. Saturday. I met my cypress-like charmer, and she made me distracted.
2. Sunday. I was frantic, and a wanderer, and fell down senseless. I saw her face, and thought it was the shining moon.
3. Monday. At last I told her my heart-secret. Her eyes are like the narcissus, her cheeks resemble roses, her eyebrows are like a bow.
4. Tuesday. I became a huntsman, and went over the country (walked), yet I myself became the chased, and fell a sacrifice to the ever coy one.
5. Wednesday. My beauty walked in the fields; the nightingale saw her face and uttered wild cries.
6. Thursday. I said to my loved one: Hearken, then, to my advice: hide thy secret still from both good and bad.
7. Friday. At last Nesimi saw her beauty, and drank to satiety of the sherbet of her rosy lips.