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The World in Pictures. Omar Khayyam. Rubáyát about wine.
The World in Pictures. Omar Khayyam. Rubáyát about wine.
The World in Pictures. Omar Khayyam. Rubáyát about wine.
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Selected rubáyát by Omar Khayyam about wine in translated by Richard Le Gallienne. Works of the following artists are used in this publication: Works of the following artists are used in this publication: Mohammad Tajvidi, JLeopold Carl Müller, Charles Landelle, Jean-Léon Gérôme, Rudolf Ernst, Gustave Léonard de Jonghe, Léon Comerre, John Frederick Lewis, Nathaniel Sichel, Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherAegitas
Release dateMay 18, 2017
ISBN9781773132358
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    The World in Pictures. Omar Khayyam. Rubáyát about wine. - Khayyam, Omar

    Vladimir Butromeev

    THE WORLD IN PICTURES

    RUBÁYÁT ABOUT WINE

    by OMAR KHAYYAM

    Titul_Hayam_Love

    * * *

    Awake! my soul, and haste betimes to drink,

    This sun that rises all too soon shall sink, —

    Come, come, O vintner, ope thy drowsy door!

    We die of thirst upon the fountain's brink.

    * * *

    Poor homeless men that have no other home,

    Unto the wine-shop early are we come,

    Since darkling dawn have we been waiting here,

    Waiting and waiting for the day to come.

    * * *

    For some have love, some gold, and some have fame,

    But we have nothing, least of all a name,

    Nothing but wine, yet ah! how much to say,

    Nothing but wine — yet happy all the same.

    * * *

    O have you deemed, who looked on us with scorn,

    Poor drunkards,

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