Death & Dying
Quatrain 219
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Death & Dying
My comrades all are gone; Death, deadly foe,
Has caught them one by one, and trampled low;
They shared life's feast, and drank its wine with me,
But lost their heads, and dropped a while ago.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 219.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/218/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 219.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/218/.
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