Living
Quatrain 181
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Living
I worship rose-red cheeks with heart and soul,
I suffer not my hand to quit the bowl,
I make each part of me his function do,
Or e'er my parts be swallowed in the Whole.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 181.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/180/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 181.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/180/.
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