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Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.

Omar Khayyam

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
Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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Born Death Future Past Present
Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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Better Fruit Pleasure Sadness
By Fate full many a heart has been undone, And many a sprightly rose made woe-begone; Plume thee not on thy lusty youth and strength: Full many a bud is blasted ere its bloom.
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Bloom Fate Heart Rise Strength Youth
You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
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Bed Brave Daughter Friendship Husband Marriage Reason Yourself
There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
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Door Key Myself See
My friend, let’s not think of tomorrow, but let’s enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
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Enjoyment Friendship Life Love Moments Sexy Thinking
Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring The Winter Garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To fly-and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
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Fire Spiritual Spring Time Wings Winter
Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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Future Myself Time
Why ponder thus the future to foresee, and jade thy brain to vain perplexity? Cast off thy care, leave Allah’s plans to him – He formed them all without consulting thee.
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Care Future God Himself Planning
Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
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Creation Morning Reading Writing
I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
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Buy Myself Price Wonderful
The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there be, doth dwell.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Truth Wine Wisdom
Heaven has not learned of my arrival, and my departure will not in the least diminish it beauty and grandeur. I will sleep underground, for us ephemeral mortals, the only eternity is the moment and drinking to the moment is better than weeping for it.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Beautiful Cry Death Drink Forever Heaven Learning Moments Mortal Sleep
The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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Solitude Soul Thinking
This clay, so strong of heart, of sense so fine, Surely such clay is more than half divine–‘Tis only fools speak evil of the clay, The very stars are made of clay like mine.
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Divine Fools Heart Stars Strong Talk

Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.

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Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.

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