The Mind
Quatrain 210
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
At dawn, when dews bedeck the tulip's face,
And violets their heavy heads abase,
I love to see the roses' folded buds,
With petals closed against the wind's disgrace.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 210.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/209/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 210.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/209/.
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