The Mind
Quatrain 223
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
Not-being's water served to mix my clay,
And on my heart grief's fire doth ever prey,
And blown am I like wind about the world,
And last my crumbling earth is swept away.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 223.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/222/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 223.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/222/.
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