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Rubaiyat #101-fifth ed. Illustration

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Rubaiyat#14 Transience of life
The worldly Hope men set their hearts upon
Turn ashes-or it prospers-and anon,
Like snow upon the desert’s dusty face
Lightening a little hour or two -is gone.
(Edward Fitzgerald translation-first edition)

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Rubaiyat #12 Reality Check

“How sweet is mortal sovranty!”-think some:
Others-”How blessed the Paradise to come!”
Ah, take the cash and waive the rest;
Oh the brave music of a distant drum!
(Edward Fitzgerald translation)

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Rubaiyat #11  Food for the Soul

Here with a loaf of bread beneath the bough,
A flask of wine, a book of verse- and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness-
And wilderness is paradise enow.
(Edward Fitzgerald translation-first ed.,)

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Omar Khayyam Illustration:quatrain#9

“But Come with old Khayyam, and leave the lot
Of Kaikobad and Kaikhosru forgot:
Let Rustom lay about him as he will.
Or Hatim Tai cry supper-heed them not.”

(Edward Fitzgerald translation-first ed.,)

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The Rubaiyat-quatrain-1-illustration

Awake! for Morning in the bowl of Night
Has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight:
And lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The sultan’s turret in a noose of light.

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Omar Khayyam-Quatrain#101-Edward Fitzgerald tr.5 ed.,

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Here below I am giving two versions of the Edward Fitzgerald translation.
First the original followed wih a free translation and the last in traditional rhyme pattern AABA.
#40 quartrain( Fifth ed.)
As then the Tulip for her morning sup
Of Heav’nly vintage from the soil looks up,
Do you devoutly do the like,till Heav’n
To Earth invert you-like an empty cup.

40.
Even as the rose drinks deep mists of vintage
Celestial to raise drooping spirit upwards;
Likewise attend to wine from grapes pressed
Till from Heaven your mouth is stopped.

40a.
Morning mists tend a tulip to buck up
From her sleep as wine keeps our spirits up.
Think that death will let us keep ours intact?
All that we held on is for worms to sup.

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