Year: 2010

RETURN! that to a heart wounded full sore Valiance and strength may enter in; return! And Life shall pause at the deserted door, The cold…

SINGER, sweet Singer, fresh notes strew, Fresh and afresh and new and new! Heart-gladdening wine thy lips imbrue, Fresh and afresh and new and new!…

OH Turkish maid of Shiraz! in thy hand If thou’lt take my heart, for the mole on thy cheek I would barter Bokhara and Samarkand….

NOT one is filled with madness like to mine In all the taverns! my soiled robe lies here, There my neglected book, both pledged for…

MY lady, that did change this house of mine Into a heaven when that she dwelt therein, From head to foot an angel’s grace divine…

OH Cup-bearer, set my glass afire With the light of wine! oh minstrel, sing: The world fulfilleth my heart’s desire! Reflected within the goblet’s ring…

NOT all the sum of earthly happiness Is worth the bowed head of a moment’s pain, And if I sell for wine my dervish dress,…

MY friend has fled! alas, my friend has fled, And left me nought but tears and pain behind! Like smoke above a flame caught by…

MIRTH, Spring, to linger in a garden fair, What more has earth to give? All ye that wait, Where is the Cup-bearer, the flagon where?…

LADY that hast my heart within thy hand, Thou heed’st me not; and if thou turn thine ear Unto the wise, thou shalt not understand–…

LAY not reproach at the drunkard’s door Oh Fanatic, thou that art pure of soul; Not thine on the page of life to enrol The…

I CEASE not from desire till my desire Is satisfied; or let my mouth attain My love’s red mouth, or let my soul expire, Sighed…

LAST night I dreamed that angels stood without The tavern door, and knocked in vain, and wept; They took the clay of Adam, and, methought,…

FROM out the street of So-and-So, Oh wind, bring perfumes sweet to me For I am sick and pale with woe; Oh bring me rest…

HAST thou forgotten when thy stolen glance Was turned to me, when on my happy face Clearly thy love was writ, which doth enhance All…

FROM the garden of Heaven a western breeze Blows through the leaves of my garden of earth; With a love like a huri I’ld take…

FORGET not when dear friend to friend returned, Forget not days gone by, forget them not! My mouth has tasted bitterness, and learned To drink…

FROM Canaan Joseph shall return, whose face A little time was hidden: weep no more– Oh, weep no more! in sorrow’s dwelling-place The roses yet…

CYPRESS and Tulip and sweet Eglantine, Of these the tale from lip to lip is sent; Washed by three cups, oh Saki, of thy wine,…

BELOVED, who has bid thee ask no more How fares my life? to play the enemy And ask not where he dwells that was thy…

ARISE, oh Cup-bearer, rise! and bring To lips that are thirsting the bowl they praise, For it seemed that love was an easy thing, But…

ALL hail, Shiraz, hail! oh site without peer! May God be the Watchman before thy gate, That the feet of Misfortune enter not here! Lest…

A FLOWER-TINTED cheek, the flowery close Of the fair earth, these are enough for me Enough that in the meadow wanes and grows The shadow…

ARISE! and fill a golden goblet up Until the wine of pleasure overflow, Before into thy skull’s pale empty cup A grimmer Cup-bearer the dust…

WIND from the east, oh Lapwing of the day, I send thee to my Lady, though the way Is far to Saba, where I bid…

WHERE is my ruined life, and where the fame Of noble deeds? Look on my long-drawn road, and whence it came, And where it leads!…

WHERE are the tidings of union, that I may arise Forth from the dust I will rise up to welcome thee! My soul, like a…

UPON a branch of the straight cypress-tree Once more the patient nightingale doth rest: “Oh Rose!” he cries, “evil be turned from thee! I sing…

WHAT is wrought in the forge of the living and life– All things are nought! Ho! fill me the bowl, For nought is the gear…

WHAT drunkenness is this that brings me hope– Who was the Cup-bearer, and whence the wine? That minstrel singing with full voice divine, What lay…

TRUE love has vanished from every heart; What has befallen all lovers fair? When did the bonds of friendship part?– What has befallen the friends…

THE jewel of the secret treasury Is still the same as once it was; the seal Upon Love’s treasure casket, and the key, Are still…

THE secret draught of wine and love repressed Are joys foundationless–then come whate’er May come, slave to the grape I stand confessed! Unloose, oh friend,…

THE rose has flushed red, the bud has burst, And drunk with joy is the nightingale Hail, Sufis! lovers of wine, all hail! For wine…

THE nightingale with drops of his heart’s blood Had nourished the red rose, then came a wind, And catching at the boughs in envious mood,…

THE rose is not fair without the beloved’s face, Nor merry the Spring without the sweet laughter of wine; The path through the fields, and…

THE margin of a stream, the willow’s shade, A mind inclined to song, a mistress sweet, A Cup-bearer whose cheek outshines the rose, A friend…

THE days of Spring are here! the eglantine, The rose, the tulip from the dust have risen– And thou, why liest thou beneath the dust?…

THE days of absence and the bitter nights Of separation, all are at an end! Where is the influence of the star that blights My…

THE breath of Dawn’s musk-strewing wind shall blow, The ancient world shall turn to youth again, And other wines from out Spring’s chalice flow; Wine-red,…

SLEEP on thine eyes, bright as narcissus flowers, Falls not in vain And not in vain thy hair’s soft radiance showers Ah, not in vain!…

THE bird of gardens sang unto the rose, New blown in the clear dawn: “Bow down thy head! As fair as thou within this garden…

SLAVES of thy shining eyes are even those That diadems of might and empire bear; Drunk with the wine that from thy red lip flows,…

A La Belle Impérieuse L’amour, panique De la raison, Se communique Par le frisson. Laissez-moi dire, N’accordez rien. Si je soupire, Chantez, c’est bien. Si…

A Jeanne Ii Ces lieux sont purs ; tu les complètes. Ce bois, loin des sentiers battus, Semble avoir fait des violettes, Jeanne, avec toutes…

A Granville, En Voici juin. Le moineau raille Dans les champs les amoureux ; Le rossignol de muraille Chante dans son nid pierreux. Les herbes…

A Jeanne Je suis triste ; le sort est dur ; tout meurt, tout passe ; Les êtres innocents marchent dans de la nuit ;…

A Fleeting Glimpse Of A Village How graceful the picture! the life, the repose! The sunbeam that plays on the porchstone wide; And the shadow…

A Dona Rosita Rosa I Ce petit bonhomme bleu Qu’un souffle apporte et remporte, Qui, dès que tu dors un peu, Gratte de l’ongle à…

A Des Oiseaux Envolés Enfants ! – Oh ! revenez ! Tout à l’heure, imprudent, Je vous ai de ma chambre exilés en grondant, Rauque…

A Ceux Qui Sont Petits Est-ce ma faute à moi si vous n’êtes pas grands ? Vous aimez les hiboux, les fouines, les tyrans, Le…

A Des Âmes Envolées Ces âmes que tu rappelles, Mon coeur, ne reviennent pas. Pourquoi donc s’obstinent-elles, Hélas ! à rester là-bas ? Dans les…

A Celle Qui Est Voilée Tu me parles du fond d’un rêve Comme une âme parle aux vivants. Comme l’écume de la grève, Ta robe…

A Celle Qui Est Restée En France I Mets-toi sur ton séant, lève tes yeux, dérange Ce drap glacé qui fait des plis sur ton…

A André Chénier Oui, mon vers croit pouvoir, sans se mésallier, Prendre à la prose un peu de son air familier. André, c’est vrai, je…

Vous me reprendriez si vite mon enfant ! Qu’une âme ainsi frappée à se plaindre est sujette, Que j’ai pu blasphémer, Et vous jeter mes…

Tout l’invisible essaim de ces démons joyeux A dû rire aux éclats, quand là, devant leurs yeux, Ils vous ont vus saisir dans la boîte…

Vous ne voyiez donc pas ces deux êtres, ô roses, Que vous refleurissez ! Avez-vous bien le coeur, ô roses, de renaître Dans le même…

Venez à nous, beautés touchantes ! Viens à moi, toi, mon bien, ma loi ! Ange ! viens à moi quand tu chantes, Et, quand…

Vainement il remue, en s’y cherchant lui-même, Ce tas de cendre éteint qu’on nomme le passé ! II Ainsi nous allons tous. – Mais vous…