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Omar Khayyam
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Sunday, 15 December 2013
Plain of pains
Before a person is forced into this plain of pains,
Everything about him has been decided without his consent,
Today they have offered an excuse for what
They have already determined for tomorrow.
Omar Khayyam
translated by R. Saberi
(Picture: Summer night, Albert Bloch)
Monday, 22 April 2013
We come and go, but for the gain, where is it?
We come and go, but for the gain, where is it?
And spin life's woof, but for the warp, where is it?
And many a righteous man has burned to dust
In heaven's blue rondure, but their smoke, where is it?
Omar Khayyam
(Translated by Edward Henry Whinfield)
(Picture: Allegory of Prudence, Titian)
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