Gone my heart and faith are and the charmer, Her despite 'gainst me to show, ariseth:
" Sit thou not by us, " quoth she; " for safety Even now from thee to go ariseth. "

Marry hast thou ever heard of mortal Who a moment happy at this banquet
Sitteth but, at end of the assembly, In regret therefrom and woe ariseth?

See, the taper, if itself of likeness To that laughing cheek of thine it boasteth,
Many a night and oft, before thy lovers, In atonement, Heart aglow, ariseth

In the meadows, lo! the breeze of Springtime, From the soft embrace of rose and cypress,
Of its longing for thy cheek and stature, Tow'rds thy neighbourhood to blow, ariseth.
Flushed with wine, upon thy way thou passest And from all th'angelic world's recluses,
Hark, the clamour of the Resurrection, At thy sight, from high and low, ariseth.

Lo, with shame before thy gait confounded, With its foot unto the earth fast rooted,
Where the haughty, headstrong cypress standeth, That in pride of shape and show ariseth!

Harkye, Hafiz, cast away the patchcoat, An thou'dst save thy soul alive; for, certes,
Fire from out the cassock of dissembling And hypocrisy, we know, ariseth.