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Thus spake at dawn to the fresh-open’d rose The courting-bird, ‘Cease thy so empty vaunt: Comelier than thou full many each day unclose.’ She laughed:—‘In truth I care not, ne’ertheless Strange lover thou, to use such harsh address: No gallant vexeth beauty with such taunt. Or ever thou receive this ruby red, This wine, first must thy pearl’d disdainfulness In passion’s suppliant sea its jewels shed.’ O vain it were love’s chanting voice to chide! Though may no tongue those burning thoughts expound, The ardent fire of love no heart can hide. In his all-whelming tears hath Hafez drowned Wisdom & patience, yet no peace hath found.
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