Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HAFIZ, by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN Poet's Biography First Line: Wine, wine, sweet wine Last Line: "to zara's arms." Subject(s): Alcoholism & Alcoholics; Death; Drinks & Drinking; Hafez (1326-1390); Dead, The; Wine; Hafiz (1326-139) | ||||||||
WINE, wine, sweet wine, Rich blood divine Of purple vine, With glowing fire My soul inspire, And tune my lyre! "Hafiz is dead," The maidens said, "Drowned in the red Wine-wave. Alas! Who shall surpass, On the green grass Or the blue sea, Hafiz the free?' In sweet surprise, From the clear skies Of Zara's eyes, A shining dart Pierced Hafiz's heart. From the red wave, She thought his grave, With deathless song, Clear, sweet, and strong, Sprang Persia's lyre Of mingled fire And sweet desire. "Wine, wine for me, Hafiz the free! And when I die, My soul shall fly From love's alarms To Zara's arms." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HAFIZ by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. HAFIZ TO THE CUP-BEARER by EDWARD CARPENTER A MODERN PREACHER by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN AFTER A FRUITLESS ARGUMENT by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN AGE by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN ASPIRATION by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN AT THE LORD'S TABLE by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN AT THE TOMB OF SENANCOUR by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN AUF WIEDERSEHEN by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN |
|