Living
Quatrain 371
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Living
Would'st thou have fortune bow her neck to thee,
Make it thy care to feed thy soul with glee;
And hold a creed like mine, which is to drain
The cup of wine, not that of misery.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 371.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/370/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 371.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/370/.
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