Sweet is rose-ruddy wine in goblets gay, And sweet are lute and harp and roundelay; But for the zealot who ignores the cup, 'Tis sweet when he is twenty leagues away! 85. N. The MSS. have a variation of this. Note _Khush_. 86. Life, void of wine, and minstrels with their lutes, And the soft murmurs of Irakian flutes, Were nothing worth: I scan the world and see: Save pleasure, life yields only bitter fruits. 86. L. N. See an answer to this in No. 97. 87. Make haste! soon must you quit this life below, And pass the veil, and Allah's secrets know, Make haste to take your pleasure while you may, You wot not whence you come, nor whither go. 87. C. L. N. A. I. In line 3 scan _nidaniyaz_. 88. Depart we must! what boots it then to be, To walk in vain desires continually? Nay, but if heaven vouchsafe no place of rest, What power to cease our wanderings have we? 88. N. In line 3 scan _jayiga_. Bl., Prosody, p. 15. 89. To chant wine's praises is my daily task, I live encompassed by cup, bowl and flask; Zealot! if reason be thy guide, then know That guide of me doth ofttimes guidance ask. 89. C. L. N. A. I. J. In line 1 scan _maddahiyi_; and compare Horace, «_Edocet artes; Fecundi calices quem non fecere disertum._» 90. O men of morals! why do ye defame, And thus misjudge me? I am not to blame. Save weakness for the grape, and female charms, What sins of mine can any of ye name? 90. C. L. N. A. I. J. This change of persons is called _Iltifat_. Gladwin, Persian Rhetoric, p. 56. 91. Who treads in passion's footsteps here below, A helpless pauper will depart, I trow; Remember who you are, and whence you come. Consider what you do, and whither go. 91. C. L. N. A. I. _Khabarat_: see Bl., Prosody, p. v. 92. Skies like a zone our weary lives enclose, And from our tear-stained eyes a Jihun flows; Hell is a fire enkindled of our griefs; Heaven but a moment's peace, stolen from our woes. 92. C. L. N. A. B. I. J. This balanced arrangement of similes is called _Tirsi'a_. Gladwin, p. 5. 93. I drown in sin--show me Thy clemency! My soul is dark--make me Thy light to see! A heaven that must be earned by painful works, I call a wage, not a gift fair and free. 93. C. L. N. A. I. J. Arabic words like _raza_, drop the _hamza_ in Persian, except with the _izafat_: (Bl., Prosody 14). For this _hamza, ya_ is often used, as here. 94. Did He who made me fashion me for hell, Or destine me for heaven? I cannot tell. Yet will I not renounce cup, lute and love, Nor earthly cash for heavenly credit sell. 94. C. L. N. A. B. I. In line 4 the _izafat_ is dropped after silent _he_. Bl., Prosody, p. 15. 95.