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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510720" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Certain Maxims of Hafiz</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai,<br>Does not the Young Man try Its temper and pace ere he buy?<br>If She be pleasant to look on, what does the Young Man say?<br>&quot;Lo! She is pleasant to look on, give Her to me to-day!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yea, though a Kafir die, to him is remitted Jehannum<br>If he borrowed in life from a native at sixty per cent. per anuum.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>III.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blister we not for bursati? So when the heart is vexed,<br>The pain of one maiden's refusal is drowned in the pain of the next.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IV.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The temper of chums, the love of your wife, and a new piano's tune --<br>Which of the three will you trust at the end of an Indian June?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>V.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who are the rulers of Ind -- to whom shall we bow the knee?<br>Make your peace with the women, and men will make you L. G.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VI.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Does the woodpecker flit round the young ferash?<br>Does grass clothe a new-built wall?<br>Is she under thirty, the woman who holds a boy in her thrall?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If She grow suddenly gracious -- reflect. Is it all for thee?<br>The black-buck is stalked through the bullock, and Man through jealousy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seek not for favor of women. So shall you find it indeed.<br>Does not the boar break cover just when you're lighting a weed?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IX. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If He play, being young and unskilful, for shekels of silver and gold,<br>Take his money, my son, praising Allah. The kid was ordained to be sold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>X.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a &quot;weed&quot; amoung men or horses verily this is the best,<br>That you work him in office or dog-cart lightly -- but give him no rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XI.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pleasant the snaffle of Courtship, improving the manners and carriage;<br>But the colt who is wise will abstain from the terrible thorn-bit of Marriage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the thriless gold of the babul, so is the gold that we spend<br>On a derby Sweep, or our neighbor's wife, or the horse that we buy from a friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ways of man with a maid be strange, yet simple and tame<br>To the ways of a man with a horse, when selling or racing that same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XIV.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In public Her face turneth to thee, and pleasant Her smile when ye meet.<br>It is ill. The cold rocks of El-Gidar smile thus on the waves at their feet.<br>In public Her face is averted, with anger She nameth thy name.<br>It is well. Was there ever a loser content with the loss of the game?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XV.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If She have spoken a word, remember thy lips are sealed,<br>And the Brand of the Dog is upon him by whom is the secret revealed.<br>If She have written a letter, delay not an instant, but burn it.<br>Tear it to pieces, O Fool, and the wind to her mate shall return it!<br>If there be trouble to Herward, and a lie of the blackest can clear,<br>Lie, while thy lips can move or a man is alive to hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XVI. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Son, if a maiden deny thee and scufflingly bid thee give o'er, <br>Yet lip meets with lip at the last word -- get out!<br>She has been there before.<br>They are pecked on the ear and the chin and the nose who are lacking in lore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XVII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If we fall in the race, though we win, the hoff-slide is scarred on the course.<br>Though Allah and Earth pardon Sin, remaineth forever Remorse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XVIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;By all I am misunderstood!&quot; if the Matron shall say, or the Maid:<br>&quot;Alas! I do not understand,&quot; my son, be thou nowise afraid.<br>In vain in the sight of the Bird is the net of the Fowler displayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XIX.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My son, if I, Hafiz, thy father, take hold of thy knees in my pain,<br>Demanding thy name on stamped paper, one day or one hour -- refrain.<br>Are the links of thy fetters so light that thou cravest another man's chain?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q>
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If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai,
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If She be pleasant to look on, what does the Young Man say?
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