When she has already hanged me on the gallows publicly in the marketplace of love, it makes no difference if my corpse is later dragged around for public humiliation.

In this striking couplet, the poet invokes the imagery of the gallows, reminding us of Mansur Hallaj's ultimate sacrifice for passion. The lover says that once the beloved publicly sentenced him to death in the crowded marketplace of love, any subsequent humiliation or dragging of his corpse ceases to matter. It speaks to that profound, fearless state of heartbreak where, having endured the ultimate blow openly, shame completely loses its sting.