The Mind
Quatrain 171
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
Whoso aspires to gain a rose-cheeked fair,
Sharp pricks from fortune's thorns must learn to bear.
See! till this comb was cleft by cruel cuts,
It never dared to touch my lady's hair.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 171.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/170/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 171.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/170/.
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