The Mind
Quatrain 424
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
O unenlightened race of humankind,
Ye are a nothing, built on empty wind!
Yea, a mere nothing, hovering in the abyss,
A void before you, and a void behind!
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MLA
Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 424.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/423/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 424.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/423/.
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