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1906
Elbert Hubbard
THE RUBAIYAT
WELL here three sad sweet spirits : Perfume
born
Of fading Rose-leaves, visions of The Thorn
Behind each Flower of Joy in Life's Bouquet,
And one long Sigh we make too oft to scorn.
HHAIR
Or False
True;"
or True thy Verses, we this due
Of meed bestow on One most bitter-sweet :
CHARLES P. NETTLETON.
ADDRESS OF JOHN HAY
OMAR KHAYYAM
By HON. JOHN HAY
ADDRESS DELIVERED DECEMBER 8, 1897, AT THE DINNER OF THE
OMAR KHAYYAM CLUB, LONDON.
man's Homer
ode on Chap-
has described the sensation
once for all:
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In the cities of the West you will find the Quatrains
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THE RUBAIYAT
For the Sun who scattered
into flight
II
EFORE the
phantom of False morning died,
Methought a Voice within the Tavern cried,
'
When all the Temple is prepared within,
Why nods the drowsy Worshipper outside."
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Ill
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RAM indeed gone with
I
is all his Rose,
And Jamshyd's Sev'n-ring'd Cup where no
one knows;
But still a Ruby kindles in the Vine,
VI
HND lips
OOME,
Your Winter-Garment of Repentance fling:
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HBOOK
A
me
Beside
Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread and Thou
singing in the Wilderness
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow !
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*
to the blowing Rose about us "Lo,
""^.OOK "
_p ^J Laughing," she says, into the world I blow,
At once the silken tassel of my Purse
Tear, and its Treasure on the Garden throw."
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for those who forTo-day prepare,
HLIKE
A
And those that after some To-morrow stare,
Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries,
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f V ^YSELF
* *
when young
Doctor and and
did eagerly frequent
argument
About it and about but evermore
:
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make it grow;
And this was all the Harvest that 1 reap'd
I came like Water, and like Wind I go."
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XXX '..-.'' }
\A/ Whence?
And without asking, Whither hurried hence !
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XXXII
Key;
There was the Veil thro'
_ which I might not see :
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"
And Lip to Lip it murmur'd While you live,
Drink !
for, once dead, you never shall return."
XXXVI
I And
Articulation answer'd, once did
drink ; and Ah ! the passive Lip
live,
I kiss'd,
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XL
looks up,
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him
In this clay carcase crippled to abide?
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no more ;
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find
single Alif -were the clue
it to the Treasure-house,
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LII
LIV
pursuit
Of This and That endeavour and dispute ;
LVI
TJOR "Is"
and *
and
Line,
"Is-not" though with Rule
Jp
And "Up-and-down" by Logic I define,
Of all that one should care to fathom, 1
J fH, BUT
'
Nay,
*T was only striking from the Calendar
Unborn To-morrow, and dead Yesterday.
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LX
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LXII
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O THREATS of
One thing at least
flies;
Hell and Hopes of Paradise!
is certain This Life
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through,
Not one returns to tell us of the Road,
Which to discover we must travel too.
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EEAV'N
And Hell the Shadow from a Soul on fire
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LXX
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LXXII
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LXXIV
ZTELL
Over
Goal,
the flaming shoulders of the Foal
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HND Light
Kindle to Love, or
Ma**
Wrath consume me quite,
One Flash of It within the Tavern caught
Better than in the Temple lost outright.
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repaid
Pure Gold for what he lent him dross-allay'd
Sue for a Debt we never did contract,
LXXX
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LXXXII
"
J ITS UNDER cover of departing Day
W_ M^ Slunk hunger-stricken Ramazan away,
Once more within the Potter's house alone
I stood, surrounded by the Shapes of Clay.
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HFTER
Some Vessel of a more ungainly Make;
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Lot-
I think a Sufi pipkin waxing hot
"
All this of Pot and Potter Tell me then,
Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot?"
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fe^ Rose! ;
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LOVE!
HH
To grasp this sorry
could you and
conspire
Scheme of
I with
Things entire,
Him