Ghazal 192 couplet 1:
Separation day and severance night from Beloved at last is ended;
This grief, as lucky star has passed and my fortune cast, is ended.
Ghazal 217 couplets 1,6 and 8:
Praise be to God what wonderful wealth's given to me tonight;
Because my Divine Beloved came to me, quite suddenly, tonight.
My blood will write 'I am The Truth' (Anal Haq) on the earth,
If like Mansur they kill me on the gallows mercilessly tonight.
All the time I'm frightened that Hafiz will be lost, obliterated;
Because each moment I'm in possession Of such ecstasy tonight.
Ghazal 218 couplets 1,3 and 13:
Last night before dawn, freedom from all suffering They gave me;
In the darkness of night, Water of Life-everlasting, They gave me.
What a fortunate dawn and joyful night was that Night of Power
When the Supreme Authority of God's Commanding They gave me.
Hafiz, rejoice, rejoice then thankfully scatter the sugar of thanks:
Realization of the Divine Beloved, sweetly swaying, They gave me.
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Ghazal 192 couplet 1: Separation day and severance night from Beloved at last is ended; This grief, as lucky star has passed and my fortune cast, is ended. Ghazal 217 couplets 1,6 and 8: Praise be to God what wonderful wealth's given to me tonight; Because my Divine Beloved came to me, quite suddenly, tonight. My blood will write 'I am The Truth' (Anal Haq) on the earth, If like Mansur they kill me on the gallows mercilessly tonight. All the time I'm frightened that Hafiz will be lost, obliterated; Because each moment I'm in possession Of such ecstasy tonight. Ghazal 218 couplets 1,3 and 13: Last night before dawn, freedom from all suffering They gave me; In the darkness of night, Water of Life-everlasting, They gave me. What a fortunate dawn and joyful night was that Night of Power When the Supreme Authority of God's Commanding They gave me. Hafiz, rejoice, rejoice then thankfully scatter the sugar of thanks: Realization of the Divine Beloved, sweetly swaying, They gave me.