The Mind
Quatrain 444
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
The Mind
Winter is past, and spring-tide has begun,
Soon will the pages of life's book be done!
Well saith the sage, «Life is a poison rank,
And antidote, save grape-juice, there is none.»
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 444.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/443/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 444.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/443/.
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