Living
Quatrain 326
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Living
No more let fate's annoys our peace consume,
But let us rather rosy wine consume,
The world our murderer is, and wine its blood,
Shall we not then that murderer's blood consume?
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 326.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/325/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 326.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/325/.
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