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Charms
That Charm Not |
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Without the loved one's check the rose
Can charm not |
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Spring, unless the wine-cup flows
Can charm not |
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Greenwood's border and orchard's air
Unless some tulip cheek be there
Can charm not |
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Sugar-lipped, the fare of rosy frame
Whom kisses nor embrace could claim
Can charm not |
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Dancing Cypress, the enrapturing flower
If no nightingale gladden the bower
Can charm not |
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Painter's picture, though with genius rife
Without the picture that has life
Can charm not |
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Wine, flower and bower abound in charm, yet they
Lack me the friend who makes us gay
Can charm not |
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Thy soul, Oh Hafiz! is a coin that nine prize
And it, though poured forth largess-wise
Can charm not |
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