Ever to be about with men proveth the self doth not attain; to friends be thou a stranger, then, who art familiar with pain.

How long before the palace gate of princes wilt thou bow thy face? From God, Who did thy soul create, learn thou the pride of matchless grace.

The warrior’s love will come one day to such a point of excellence that notice he will no more pay to mortal beauty’s blandishments.

I sang before the sanctuary so sad a song of heart’s desire, that each initiate learned from me the joy of separation’s fire.

Unseeing are the buyers’ eyes, and I rejoice and jubilate because Love’s precious merchandise remaineth still immaculate.

Come, let us on the tulip tread and drink the wine-cup fearlessly; lawful it is, if lovers shed the blood of ancient piety.

Go forth from Muslim company, and in Islam thy refuge take; for Muslims count as equity the measures infidel they make.