Religion
XXXVI
From The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
Religion
For in the Market-place, one Dusk of Day,
I watch'd the Potter thumping his wet Clay:
And with its all obliterated Tongue
It murmur'd--"Gently, Brother, gently, pray!"
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