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 1 Pre    |        both brothers burst into tears, and Ahmed was so much overcome
 2 Pre    |      that he speaks), "ah, many tears shall thine eyes thread
 3 I      | hair-yet no fragrance stays~The tears of my heart's blood my sad
 4 I(*)   |       deer's life-blood and the tears of blood which the lover
 5 II     |         shall thread~A thousand tears for this temerity.~Last
 6 II     |    Hafiz, in a sea~Of thine own tears are drowned; thy misery~
 7 IV     |         flow,~A dimpled well of tears is set below,~And death
 8 IV     |        Thy lamentations and thy tears, oh Heart,~Are not in vain~
 9 IV     |       eyes,~Ah, not in vain thy tears, not vain thy sighs,~Not
10 IV(*)  |         filled with her lover's tears, into which, when he approaches
11 VI     |        world's mart,~On all the tears the world hath shed in vain~
12 IX     |     shall think on me?"~If with tears, oh Hafiz, thine eyes are
13 XIV    |       eyes are wet.~Of dust and tears the turquoise firmament~
14 XVI    |      have tasted the salt of my tears,~Though I, too, have burnt
15 XVIII  |      dawn, and mine~A stream of tears, since lover and beloved~
16 XXIV   |         Watering her roots with tears. Ah, bring to me~The wine
17 XXV    |       great-unnumbered were his tears, unsung;~Praise him that
18 XXVI   |     desert red with his heart's tears.~Bring, bring the cup! drink
19 XXVII  |          And left me nought but tears and pain behind!~Like smoke
20 XXVII  |      too narrow for my woe,~And tears of blood my weeping eyes
21 XXVII  |       but to fill its song with tears, and fled.~ ~
22 XXIX   |        my door--~God counts our tears and knows our misery;~Ah,
23 XXXII  |   Better to drink red wine than tears, say I,~While the lute sings;
24 XXXIII |       still the fountain of our tears is deep~As once it was,
25 XXXIII |     once it was, and still with tears is full.~ ~
26 XXXV   |    chain!~Though from mine eyes tears flow unceasingly,~I think
27 XXXV   |      beast!~Hafiz, thou and thy tears shall be forgot,~Lock fast
28 XXXVI  |  offender I~Ah, let the rift my tears have channelled end,~Question
29 XXXVII |         my desire.~Flow, bitter tears, and wash me clean! for
30 XXXVIII|       name be said,~Not without tears, in those pale companies~
31 XLI    |      eyes of mine~Shall scatter tears upon the grave thy prison,~