[18] I sometimes think that never blows so red
by Omar KhayyamEnglish version by Edward FitzGerald
Original Language Persian/Farsi
I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
-- from The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, by Omar Khayyam / Translated by Edward FitzGerald |
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