XXIX: If this, thy heart's affection, be bestowed upon…

If this, thy heart's affection, be bestowed upon a rival,
For thy sake, this rival shall be my friend also.

He who may be fascinated with one fair countenance,
From that one, a thousand other faces will be acceptable to him.

Whosoever may have entered into the service of kings,
Must, necessarily, be under obligation unto the janitor.

Against thy malicious guardians, how shall I complain?
It is usual for the thorns to be associated with the rose.

Until a hundred thorns shall have pierced his breast,
How shall the nightingale unto the rose ever gain access?

He will spread the prayer-carpet in the cupbearer's path--
Every Sufi who may be, towards his countenance, prepossessed.

He will lose his senses, entirely, through the phrenzy of love,
Though he may be as wise, indeed, as Iflatun himself.

He will, in no wise, cast censures upon Rahman,
Whoever may be cognizant of thy beauty and grace.