Living
Quatrain 65
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Living
Though Moslems for my sins condemn and chide me,
Like heathens to my idol I confide me;
Yea, when I perish of a drunken bout,
I'll call on wine, whatever doom betide me.
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MLA
Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 65.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/64/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 65.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/64/.
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