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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rose is not fair</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE rose is not fair without the beloved's face,<br>Nor merry the Spring without the sweet laughter of wine;<br>The path through the fields, and winds from a flower strewn place,<br>Without her bright check, which glows like a tulip fine,<br>Nor winds softly blowing, fields deep in corn, are fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And lips like to sugar, grace like a flower that sways,<br>Are nought without kisses many and dalliance sweet;<br>If thousands of voices sang not the rose's praise,<br>The joy of the cypress her opening bud to greet,<br>Nor dancing of boughs nor blossoming rose were fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though limned by most skilful fingers, no pictures please<br>Unless the beloved's image is drawn therein;<br>The garden and flowers, and hair flowing loose on the breeze,<br>Unless to my Lady's side I may strive and win,<br>Nor garden, nor flowers, nor loose flying curls are fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hast seen at a marriage-feast, when the mirth runs high,<br>The revellers scatter gold with a careless hand?<br>The gold of thy heart, oh Hafiz, despised doth lie,<br>Not worthy thy love to be cast by a drunken band<br>At the feet of her who is fairer than all that's fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Shams+al-Din+Hafiz">Shams al-Din Hafiz</a><div class=q>
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Nor merry the Spring without the sweet laughter of wine;
The path through the fields, and winds from a flower strewn place,
Without her bright check, which glows like a tulip fine,
Nor winds softly ..."></div>
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