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Heart, should the flood of death life’s fabric sweep away,
Noah shall steer the ark o’er billows dark, despair not.
Though perilous the stage, though out of sight the goal,
Whithersoe’er we wend, there is an end, despair not.
If love evades our grasp, and rivals press their suit,
God, Lord of every change, surveys the range, despair not.

— Hafez A Dictionary of Oriental Quotations (1911)

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Wash from the dross of life thy hands as the Path’s men of old
And, winning love’s alchemic power, transmute thyself to gold.

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The dimple that thy chin contains has beauty in its round,
That never has been fathomed yet by myriad thoughts profound.

What necessity for a sword to slay the lover, when a glance can deprive him of half his life!

Thy curl is ever drawing the heart silently
Who hath power to speak (quarrel) with Thy heart-vanishing curl.

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What holds in peace this two-fold world, let this two-fold sentence show
Amity to every friend, courtesy to every foe.

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