Saturday, August 22, 2009

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 was his? for 'mid the woven rope
Of song, he brought word from my Friend to me
Set to his melody.

-- Hafiz, The Garden of Heaven, (trans. by G. Bell); poem XIX

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