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 1 Pre  | lah-iSafid. "Without just cause," sings Hafiz, "the victor of victors
 2 Pre  |          disciple of the tavern!" sings Hafiz, "give me the precious
 3 Pre  |          him. "My Grey-Beard," he sings, "who scatters the dregs
 4 Pre  |          in the same strain Hafiz sings of "the Imperial Beauty
 5 Pre  |          in the same spirit Hafiz sings: "Though the wind of discord
 6 Pre  |           that as it may, one who sings the cool rush of the wind
 7 Pre  |          full worth of the rose," sings Hafiz, "for many a one reads
 8 XI(*)|        fed from many sources, and sings, if he be wise, his song
 9 XIII |           in music such as sorrow sings,~My mournful story from
10 XXXII|      tears, say I,~While the lute sings; and if one bid thee cease,~"