From the Divan of Hafez · 7 couplets
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You saw that the beloved had nothing but cruelty and oppression in mind —
she broke her vow, and of our grief had no grief.
O Lord, do not punish her — though my dove-like heart
she struck down and slew, with no regard for the sanctity of the prey.
The injustice toward me came from my own fortune — otherwise,
far be it that the beloved lacked the way of grace and generosity.
Yet with all this, whoever did not bear humiliation from her —
wherever he went, no one held him in esteem.
Cupbearer, bring wine and tell the watchman:
do not deny us, for even Jamshid had no such cup.
Every traveler who did not find the way to her sanctuary —
the poor one crossed the desert and had no path to the sacred ground.
Hafez! Take the ball of eloquence — for the pretender
had no art at all, and no news of it either.
دیدی که یار، جُز سَرِ جور و سِتَم نَداشت
بِشْکَسْت عَهْد، وَز غَمِ ما، هیچ غَم نَداشت
یا رَب مَگیرَش اَرْچِه دِلِ چون کَبوتَرَم
اَفْکَنْد و کُشْت و عِزَّتِ صِیْدِ حَرَم نَداشت
بَر مَن، جَفا زِ بَخْتِ مَن آمَد وَگَرنَه یار
حاشا که رَسْمِ لُطْف و طَریقِ کَرَم نَداشت
با این هَمِه، هَر آنکه نَه خواری کَشید اَز او
هَر جا که رَفْت، هیچ کَسَش مُحْتَرَم نَداشت
ساقی بیار بادِه و با مُحْتَسِب بِگو
اِنْکارِ ما مَکُن که چُنین جام، جَم نَداشت
هَر راهرو که رَه به حَریمِ دَرَش نَبُرْد
مِسْکین بُرید وادی و رَه دَر حَرَم نَداشت
«حافظ»! بِبَر تو گویِ فِصاحَت که مُدَّعی
هیچش هُنَر نَبود و خَبَر نیز هَم نَداشت
Source: Ganjoor.net
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