I remember that foreign learning today; where is the intoxication of the Beloved, and where is the veil of proof?

This profound couplet speaks to the tension between worldly knowledge and divine experience. The poet, Allama Iqbal, seems to be saying that while he remembers the 'lessons of the foreign land' (Dars-e-Farang), the sublime pleasure of the presence (Huzoor ki lazzat) cannot be contained by mere worldly arguments or explanations (Hijab-e-Daleel). It's a yearning for spiritual truth that transcends logic.