Love

Poem : 1141

By this same rumour's rise, my precious life stands fast;
Good fortune grant the many know this not!

Explanation :
My precious life is saved by the raise of rumour, and this, to my good luck no others are aware of.

Poem : 1142

The village hath to us this rumour giv'n, that makes her mine;
Unweeting all the rareness of the maid with flower-like eyne.

Explanation :
Not knowing the value of her whose eyes are like flowers this town has got up a rumour about me.

Poem : 1143

The rumour spread within the town, is it not gain to me?
It is as though that were obtained that may not be.

Explanation :
Will I not get a rumour that is known to the (whole) town ? For what I have not got is as if I had got it (already).

Poem : 1144

The rumour rising makes my love to rise;
My love would lose its power and languish otherwise.

Explanation :
Rumour increases the violence of my passion; without it it would grow weak and waste away.

Poem : 1145

The more man drinks, the more he ever drunk would be;
The more my love's revealed, the sweeter 'tis to me!

Explanation :
As drinking liquor is delightful (to one) whenever one is in mirth, so is lust delightful to me whenever it is the subject of rumour.

Poem : 1146

I saw him but one single day; rumour spreads soon
As darkness, when the dragon seizes on the moon.

Explanation :
It was but a single day that I looked on (my lover); but the rumour thereof has spread like the seizure of the moon by the serpent.

Poem : 1147

My anguish grows apace; the town's report
Manures it; my mother's word doth water it.

Explanation :
This malady (of lust) is manured by the talk of women and watered by the (harsh) words of my mother.

Poem : 1148

With butter-oil extinguish fire! 'Twill prove
Harder by scandal to extinguish love.

Explanation :
To say that one could extinguish passion by rumour is like extinguishing fire with ghee.

Poem : 1149

When he who said 'Fear not!' hath left me blamed,
While many shrink, can I from rumour hide ashamed?

Explanation :
When the departure of him who said "fear not" has put me to shame before others, why need I be ashamed of scandal.

Poem : 1150

If we desire, who loves will grant what we require;
This town sends forth the rumour we desire!

Explanation :
The rumour I desire is raised by the town (itself); and my lover would if desired consent (to my following him).