An omen from Hafez
Ghazal 208
When the weary bear a want within, and no least strength is left to them,
if you should deal them injury, that is no rule of chivalry.
No cruelty have we seen from you—nor would you ever deign to own
a thing that had no place at all in the creed of the masters of the Path.
Dim is that eye which love's own weeping never yet brought water to;
dark is that heart wherein the candle of true affection never burned.
Seek fortune from the blessed Huma-bird and from its sheltering shade,
for with the crow and kite there dwells no royal plume of good estate.
If I have sought the Magian Elder's aid, then find no fault with me;
our own sheikh said that in the cloister there was no high aspiring will.
Where purity is absent quite, the Kaaba and the idol-house are one;
no good abides within that house wherein no chastity is found.
Practise, O Hafez, lore and grace of manners; for in the king's own court
whoever bears no courtesy was never worthy of the company.