Love
From my love’s far dwelling to me
Translated by Edna Worthley Underwood (1917) · From Songs of Hafiz (1917)
From my love’s far dwelling to me
Perfume comes like the call of morn,
East Wind, pray a breath waft to me
That ’mid Shiraz flowers was born!
I must tell you--Oh!--shame on it--
That my own tears me betray
In eye corners bold. Shame on it!
Since my little love’s away.
From Sohre whose twirling harp is
Sweetest of the heavenly throng,
Came this word: I learned from Hafiz
All I know of art and song.
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Hafiz. “From my love’s far dwelling to me.” Translated by Edna Worthley Underwood. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/hafiz/108/.
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Hafiz. “From my love’s far dwelling to me.” Translated by Edna Worthley Underwood. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/hafiz/108/.
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