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Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!

Omar Khayyam

How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon?
OMAR KHAYYAM

Enjoyment Heart Light Love Moon Sad Yourself
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
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Company Food Relationship Yourself
Ah Love! could you and I with him conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire Would we not shatter it to bits-and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart’s Desire?
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Desire Heart Life Love Sorry World
Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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Friendship Life People Time Wake Up
I have not asked for life. But I try to accept whatever life brings without surprise. And I shall depart again without having questioned anyone about my strange stay here on earth.
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Acceptance Life Myself Stay Strange Try
Men talk of heaven, – there is no heaven but here; Men talk of hell, – there is no hell but here; Men of hereafters talk and future lives, – O love, there is no other life – but here.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Deep Future Heaven Hell Life Live Men Philosophy Religion Talk
We are in truth but pieces on this chess board of life, which in the end we leave, only to drop one by one into the grave of nothingness.
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End Game Grave Leaving Life Pieces Truth
The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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Action Despair Oneself Save Soul World
In monasteries, seminaries, retreats and synagogues, they fear hell and seek paradise. Those who know the mysteries of God never let that seed be planted in their souls.
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Fear God Heart Heaven Hell Mystery Paradise Plant Religious Seed Seek Soul Spiritual
Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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Future Myself Time
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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Life Myself Water Wind
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss’d Of the Two Worlds so wisely – they are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn Are scattered, and their mouths are stopped with Dust.
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Fools Saint Stop World
Give me a flagon of red wine, a book of verses, a loaf of bread, and a little idleness. If with such store I might sit by thy dear side in some lonely place, I should deem myself happier than a king in his kingdom.
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Book Food Freedom Happiness Lonely Myself Place Satisfaction Wine
Up from Earth’s Centre through the Seventh Gate rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate; And many a Knot unravel’d by the Road; But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.
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Earth Fate Human Road Rose Travel
I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Blessing Death Grief Hide Love Myself Preparation
I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Blessing Death Grief Hide Love Myself Preparation

Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!

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