Living
Quatrain 411
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Living
Shall I still sigh for what I have not got,
Or try with cheerfulness to bear my lot?
Fill up my cup! I know not if the breath
I now am drawing is my last, or not!
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MLA
Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 411.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/410/.
Chicago
Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 411.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/410/.
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