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The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

"Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
Dreaming when Dawn’s Left Hand was in the Sky
I heard a voice within the Tavern cry,
"Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup
Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry."

Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring
The Winter Garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To fly -- and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.

Whether at Naishapur or Babylon,
Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run,
The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop,
The Leaves of Life kep falling one by one."