از حلاوتها که دارد جور تو ** وز لطافت کس نیابد غور تو

In respect of the sweetnesses which thy cruelty hath, and in respect of thy beauty, no one gets to the bottom of thee.

نالم و ترسم که او باور کند ** وز کرم آن جور را کمتر کند

I complain, and (yet) I fear lest he believe me and from kindness make that cruelty less.

عاشقم بر قهر و بر لطفش به جد ** بو العجب من عاشق این هر دو ضد 1570

I am exceedingly enamoured of his violence and his gentleness: ’tis marvelous (that) I (am) in love with both these contraries.

و الله ار زین خار در بستان شوم ** همچو بلبل زین سبب نالان شوم‌‌

By God, if (I escape) from this thorn (of sorrow) and enter the garden (of joy), because of this I shall begin to moan like the nightingale.

این عجب بلبل که بگشاید دهان ** تا خورد او خار را با گلستان‌‌

This is a wondrous nightingale that opens his mouth to eat thorns and roses together.

این چه بلبل این نهنگ آتشی است ** جمله ناخوشها ز عشق او را خوشی است‌‌

What nightingale is this? (Nay), ’tis a fiery monster: because of (his) love all unsweet things are sweetness to him.

عاشق کل است و خود کل است او ** عاشق خویش است و عشق خویش جو

He is a lover of the Universal, and he himself is the Universal: he is in love with himself and seeking his own love.”’”

صفت اجنحه‌‌ی طیور عقول الهی‌‌

Description of the wings of the birds that are Divine Intelligences.

قصه‌‌ی طوطی جان زین سان بود ** کو کسی کو محرم مرغان بود 1575

Such-like is the tale of the parrot which is the soul: where is that one who is the confidant of (the spiritual) birds?

کو یکی مرغی ضعیفی بی‌‌گناه ** و اندرون او سلیمان با سپاه‌‌

Where is a bird, weak and innocent, and within him Solomon with (all) his host?

چون بنالد زار بی‌‌شکر و گله ** افتد اندر هفت گردون غلغله‌‌

When he moans bitterly, without thanksgiving or complaint, a noise of tumult falls on (arises in) the Seven Spheres (of Heaven).