The Mind
Quatrain 227
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
These folk are asses, laden with conceit,
And glittering drums, that empty sounds repeat,
And humble slaves are they of name and fame,
Acquire a name, and, lo! they kiss thy feet.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 227.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/226/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 227.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/226/.
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