Death & Dying
Quatrain 354
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Death & Dying
Death finds us soiled, though we were pure at birth,
With grief we go, although we came with mirth;
Watered with tears, and burned with fires of woe,
And, casting life to winds, we rest in earth!
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 354.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/353/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 354.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/353/.
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