From the Divan of Hafez · 7 couplets
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If you drink wine, sprinkle a sip upon the earth —
from that sin whose profit reaches another, what fear?
Go — whatever you have, spend it — do not begrudge —
for without hesitation, time strikes the sword of death.
By the dust of your foot, O my pampered cypress —
on the Day of Reckoning, do not withdraw your foot from my head in the dust.
Whether hellish or heavenly, whether human or fairy —
in the creed of all, withholding on the spiritual path is heresy.
The celestial engineer has sealed the path of this six-sided monastery
so that there is no way beneath the vault of the grave.
The deception of the daughter of the vine strikes strangely at reason's road —
may the canopy of the vine never be ruined until Judgment Day.
On the road to the tavern, Hafez, you left the world well —
may the prayer of the people of heart be the companion of your pure soul.
اگر شراب خوری جُرعهای فشان بر خاک
از آن گناه که نَفعی رسد به غیر، چه باک؟
برو به هر چه تو داری بخور، دریغ مخور
که بیدریغ زَنَد روزگار تیغِ هَلاک
به خاکِ پایِ تو ای سروِ نازپرورِ من
که روزِ واقعه پا وا مَگیرم از سرِ خاک
چه دوزخی، چه بهشتی، چه آدمی، چه پَری
به مذهبِ همه کفرِ طریقت است اِمساک
مهندسِ فَلَکی، راهِ دِیرِ شش جهتی
چنان بِبَست که رَه نیست زیرِ دیرِ مغاک
فریبِ دخترِ رَز طُرفِه میزند رَهِ عقل
مباد تا به قیامت خراب طارَمِ تاک
به راهِ میکده، حافظ! خوش از جهان رفتی
دعایِ اهلِ دلت باد، مونسِ دلِ پاک
Source: Ganjoor.net
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