Religion
Quatrain 76
Translated by E. H. Whinfield (1883) · From The Quatrains (Whinfield)
Religion
'Tis naught but smoke this people's fire doth bear,
For my well-being not a soul doth care;
With hands fate makes me lift up in despair,
I grasp men's skirts, but find no succour there.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 76.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/75/.
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Khayyam, Omar. “Quatrain 76.” Translated by E. H. Whinfield. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/omar-khayyam/75/.
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