And again:--

"Mirza! where thy shadow falls,

Beauty sits and Music calls;

Where thy form and favor come,

All good creatures have their home."

Here are a couple of stately compliments to his Shah, from the kindred

genius of Enweri:--

"Not in their houses stand the stars,

But o'er the pinnacles of thine!"

"From thy worth and weight the stars

gravitate,

And the equipoise of heaven is thy house's

equipoise!"

It is told of Hafiz, that, when he had written a compliment to a

handsome youth,--

"Take my heart in thy hand, O beautiful boy

of Schiraz!

I would give for the mole on thy cheek Samarcand

and Buchara!"--

the verses came to the ears of Timour in his palace. Timour taxed Hafiz

with treating disrespectfully his two cities, to raise and adorn which

he had conquered nations. Hafiz replied, "Alas, my lord, if I had not

been so prodigal, I had not been so poor!"

The Persians had a mode of establishing copyright the most secure of any

contrivance with which we are acquainted. The law of the _ghaselle_, or

shorter ode, requires that the poet insert his name in the last stanza.

Almost every one of several hundreds of poems of Hafiz contains his name

thus interwoven more or less closely with the subject of the piece. It

is itself a test of skill, as this self-naming is not quite easy. We

remember but two or three examples in English poetry: that of Chaucer,

in the "House of Fame"; Jonson's epitaph on his son,--

"Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry";

and Cowley's,--

"The melancholy Cowley lay."

But it is easy to Hafiz. It gives him the opportunity of the most

playful self-assertion, always gracefully, sometimes almost in the fun

of Falstaff, sometimes with feminine delicacy. He tells us, "The angels

in heaven were lately learning his last pieces." He says, "The fishes

shed their pearls, out of desire and longing, as soon as the ship of

Hafiz swims the deep."

"Out of the East, and out of the West,

no man understands me;

Oh, the happier I, who confide to none but

the wind!

This morning heard I how the lyre of the

stars resounded,

'Sweeter tones have we heard from Hafiz!'"

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 01, No. 06, April, 1858 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics · 第 57 / 90 题