Secretly to love & to drink, what is it? tis a dissolute day's work

Secretly to love & to drink, what is it? tis a dissolute day's work.
I side with the open drunkards, be it as it may.
Loose the knots of the heart & cumber thee no farther for the lot
No geometer has yet disentangled this confusion.
At the trade & changes of Time wonder not;
The like enchantments keeps Destiny ready.
Hold the glass discreetly, it was put together
Of the skulls of Jamschid, Keikobad, & Behmen,
Who teaches us where Kai was & Nimrod are gone
How the throne of Jamschid fell in pieces at last
See Ferhad, how he longs for the lips of Schirin
Out of the flood of tears sprang tulips before him.
Come I will be riotous & wasted by wine
Who knows but I shall find treasures in a desolate house
Hafiz
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