Here’s to the man Who owns the land That bears the grapes That makes the wine That tastes as good As this does.
OMAR KHAYYAMFor in and out, above, about, below, ‘Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show, Played in a Box whose Candle is the Sun, Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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Here’s to the man Who owns the land That bears the grapes That makes the wine That tastes as good As this does.
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Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
OMAR KHAYYAMDrink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
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Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
OMAR KHAYYAMBetter be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
OMAR KHAYYAMAh, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
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Justice is the soul of the universe.
OMAR KHAYYAMJustice is the soul of the universe.
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A drink is shorter than a tale.
OMAR KHAYYAMA drink is shorter than a tale.
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Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
OMAR KHAYYAMFools, your reward is neither here nor there.
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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.
OMAR KHAYYAMYou 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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The value of three things is justly appreciated by all classes of men: youth, by the old; health, by the diseased; and wealth, by the needy.
OMAR KHAYYAMThe value of three things is justly appreciated by all classes of men: youth, by the old; health, by the diseased; and wealth, by the needy.
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Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
OMAR KHAYYAMI hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
OMAR KHAYYAMHeaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
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Into this universe, and why not knowing Nor whence, like water willy-nilly flowing; And out of it, as wind along the wate, I know not whither, willy-nilly blowing.
OMAR KHAYYAMInto this universe, and why not knowing Nor whence, like water willy-nilly flowing; And out of it, as wind along the wate, I know not whither, willy-nilly blowing.
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Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
OMAR KHAYYAMBe happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
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And this I know; whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite, One flash of it within the Tavern caught Better than in the temple lost outright.
OMAR KHAYYAMAnd this I know; whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite, One flash of it within the Tavern caught Better than in the temple lost outright.
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You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
OMAR KHAYYAMYou know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
OMAR KHAYYAM



