O (cool) breeze of the north ! the breeze of good news , thou art , That , us , at union 's time reacheth . Love 's tale , no breakis it's : Here , speech's tongue is broken Salma is where ? In Zu salam , is who ? our neighbours are where ? Their state is how ? After safety from calamity , invisible become the dwelling of salma Of it's former state , the ruins ask In thy beauty of perfection , thou acquiredest hope far from thee , God keep the eye-wound of calamity ! O messenger of the bird-place ! God protect thee : Welcome !welcome ! come come ! Void remaineth the space of the banqutr-hall ; of the companions , and of the brimfull rit ; Now , hath the night of absence cast it s shade : Let us see , what pastime the night-prowlers the dreams of fancy play At none , looketh our saucy one : Alas this pride , gaughtiness , and desdain ! O HAFIZ ! Love and patience , how long ? sweet , is the wait of lovers . Bewail !
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