True and false Love
Hafiz says:
True Love is like a bright light, in which a moth will sacrifice itself in a moment. It is not feeble like that of the weak glow of a candle, of which the light itself will feel ashamed.
Again:
Oh harken ye, loud-crowing cock! Why such a din? You should have taken a lesson of love from the moth, who burns to death without even a sigh.
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