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 KHAYYAMOh Thou, who Man of baser Earth didst make, And ev’n with Paradise devise the snake; For all the Sin wherewith the Face of Man Is blackened – Man’s forgiveness give and take!
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
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The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on.
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Living Life Tomorrow’s fate, though thou be wise, Thou canst not tell nor yet surmise; Pass, therefore, not today in vain, For it will never come again.
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The Revelations of Devout and Learn’d Who rose before us, and as Prophets burn’d, Are all but Stories, which, awoke from Sleep They told their comrades, and to Sleep return’d.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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The secret must be kept from all non-people. The mystery must be hidden from all idiots.
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The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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Algebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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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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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.
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He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
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So I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of Love.
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The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
OMAR KHAYYAM