Muntakhab al-tawarikh 290: LXXIX. Tariqī of Sāwa.

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He was a lewd old man and a buffoon and was popular among most of the poets about the court by the mere force of his impudence.
He at last had the honour of performing the holy pilgrimage (to Makkah), and died there. The following verses are by him:—
“What business have lovers other than giving up their lives? Since I fear not death what else should I fear?”
“From the toilsome pain of separation nobody has any life left. If this is separation nobody has any life left.”
“In this land I have given my heart to a most cruel enslaver, I have fallen into the snare of the locks of one with a face like a fairy.”
“I am the faithful dog of him whose foot does not stray beyond the skirts of his own power, Who imposes obligations on none, and is under obligation to none.”
Another quatrain.
“Thou readest not the story of my grief, and it waxes old, Thou knowest not my disappointment, and it waxes old, Let not thy coming be delayed, for as for this wound of separation, I fear that thou wilt linger, and it will wax old.”
Another quatrain.
“One day I, weary with travelling along the road of the stages of the heart, Turned its dust into mire with water from blisters on the foot of search. I spend my life on this road in order that, in answer to my supplication, Soul may meet soul, and heart heart.”
Other verses.
“Seek after enjoyment, for this virgin of life, sitting in the bridal chamber, Like a rose bursting forth from the bud casts her mother aside. Like the petals of a rose scattered by the spring breeze We go, with dust on our heads in the grief of our hearts.”
“I am pleased with the folk of this world, for I have learnt from their fellowship Not to give up my corner of solitude for the world.”