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First Line: Though gifts like thine the fates gave not to me
Last Line: Where she stands smiling, we kneel down to her!
Subject(s): Hafez (1326-1390); Hafiz (1326-139)


THOUGH gifts like thine the fates gave not to me,
One thing, O Hafiz, we both hold in fee --
Nay, it holds us; for when the June wind blows
We both are slaves and lovers to the rose.
In vain the pale Circassian lily shows
Her face at her green lattice, and in vain
The violet beckons, with unveiled face --
The bosom's white, the lip's light purple stain,
These touch our liking, yet no passion stir.
But when the rose comes, Hafiz -- in that place
Where she stands smiling, we kneel down to her!





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