Muntakhab al-tawarikh 319: A Masnawī.

319

“I have a grief for which may all joys be sacrificed, May God guard my grief from the evil eye. When my heart admitted the fire which burnt within me Even resignation became a stranger to it.”
“If she has taken my heart O God, carry to her nostrils The odour of separation, which was mingled with my heart's blood.”
“Why should I sing of my genius or boast of my intellect? The fact that I am generous disproves my boast.”
“O intellect, how long empty-handed in the market of love Wilt thou ask the price of the goods and blush for what thou hast to offer in exchange?”