IX: Since from their complainings, its bells have not…

Since from their complainings, its bells have not ceased,
The caravan must still be wandering this desert within.

What can beauty's splendour, with defective sight effect?
The mirror itself is amazed and astonished at the world.

From their eyes' wildness their intimacy cannot be gained:
The herd of gazelles, at the sight of the shepherd, taketh to flight.

What! hath Farhad caused the covey of partridges to weep,
That from the mountains they come with eyes all inflamed?

I perceive the manner of her gait, like unto the zephyr:
She is again stepping gracefully, and is on slaughter bent.

From the time I became occupied in regarding the spring,
Naught was gained by me thereby, save sorrow and regret.

Many were the wailings from its rose-trees' every branch;
In sorrow and mourning for it, many were the garments rent.

Like unto the waves, it riseth and falleth continually:
How then, from the world, canst thou aught of constancy hope?

Like unto the bubble, he wandereth in every direction, all forlorn;
Since Shaida from his home and friends a wanderer became!