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An omen from Hafez

Ghazal 108

O king, may the ball of the sphere lie in the crook of your polo-stick;
may the whole expanse of being and space be the field of your play.
The tress of the Lady Victory is enamoured of your banner;
may the eye of eternal conquest fall in love with your charge.
O you whose splendour is the very draft of Mercury's pen,
may the Universal Mind be the seal-scribe of your court.
Your cypress-stature has shamed the Tuba-tree's display;
may highest Eden envy the reaches of your garden.
Not the beasts alone, nor the plants, nor the mute stones —
may all that the world's command contains obey your word.
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