The Rubaiyat of Omer Khayyam (29) [Archives:2006/946/Culture]
Translated by Edward FitzGerald
Ah, fill the cup – what boots it
to repeat
How time is slipping
underneath our feet:
Unborn tomorrow, and dead
yesterday,
Why fret about them if today
be sweet!
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