The Rubaiyat of Omer Khayyam(5) [Archives:2005/907/Culture]

Translated by Edward FitzGerald
Iram indeed is gone with all its rose,

And Jamshyd's sev'n-ring'd cup where no one knows;

But still the vine her ancient ruby yields,

And still a graden by the water blows.
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