A gourd of red wine and a sheaf of poems -
A bare subsistance, half a loaf, not more -
Supplied us two alone in the free desert..
What Sultan could we envy on the throne,
But while the eternal one created me,
he word by word spelt out my lesson,
Love,and seized my heart
and from a fragment cut keys to the storehouse of reality..
OMAR CHAYYAM
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