The Mind
Quatrain 191
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
Crave not of worldly sweets to take your fill,
Nor wait on turns of fortune, good or ill;
Be of light heart, as are the skies above,
They roll a round or two, and then lie still.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 191.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/190/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 191.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/190/.
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