The Mind
Quatrain 315
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
I close the door of hope in my own face,
Nor sue for favours from good men, or base;
I have but ONE to lend a helping hand,
He knows, as well as I, my sorry case.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 315.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/314/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 315.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/314/.
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