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Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (Fitzgerald 5th edition)-Omar Khayyám · The Death of Ivan Ilyitch

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Speaker 1: This is Part one of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayam,
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Speaker 1: translated by Edward Fitzgerald. This is a LibriVox recording. All
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Speaker 1: Nathan at Antipodean writer dot WordPress dot com. The fifth
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Speaker 1: edition of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayam, translated by Edward Fitzgerald.
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Speaker 1: Part one Quatrains one to twenty. Quatrain one. Wake for
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Speaker 1: the sun, who scatter'd into flight the stars before him
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Speaker 1: from the field of night, drives night along with them
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Speaker 1: from heaven, and strikes the Sultan's turret with a shaft
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Speaker 1: of light. Quatraine too. Before the phantom of False Morning died, methought,
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Speaker 1: a voice within the tavern cried, when all the temple
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Speaker 1: is prepared within, why nods the drowsy worshiper outside Quatraine three.
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Speaker 1: And as the cock crew those who stood before the
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Speaker 1: tavern shouted open. Then the door. You know how little
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Speaker 1: while we have to stay, and once departed may return
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Speaker 1: no more. Quatraine four. Now the new year, reviving old
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Speaker 1: desires the thoughtful soul to solitude retires, where the white
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Speaker 1: hand of Moses on the bough puts out, and Jesus
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Speaker 1: from the ground suspires. Quatraine five. Iram indeed is gone
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Speaker 1: with all his rose and jam Sheaed's seven ringed cup,
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Speaker 1: where no one knows, but still a ruby kindles in
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Speaker 1: the vine, and many a garden by the water blows
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Speaker 1: Quatrain six. And David's lips are locked. But in divine
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Speaker 1: high piping pay levi with wine, wine, wine, red wine.
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Speaker 1: The nightingale cries to the rose that sallow cheek of
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Speaker 1: hers to incarnadine. Quatrain seven. Come fill the cup, and
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Speaker 1: in the fire of spring your winter garment of repentance fling.
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Speaker 1: The bird of time has but a little way to flutter,
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Speaker 1: and the bird is on the wing. Quatraine eight. Whether
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Speaker 1: at Nyashapur or Babylon, whether the cup with sweet or
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Speaker 1: bitter run, the wine of life keeps oozing, drop by drop,
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Speaker 1: the leaves of life keep falling one by one. Quatrain nine.
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Speaker 1: Each morn a thousand roses brings you say yes, But
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Speaker 1: where leaves the rose of yesterday? And this first summer
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Speaker 1: month that brings the rose shall take jamsheed and Kaikobad
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Speaker 1: away Quatrain ten. Well let it take them. What have
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Speaker 1: we to do with Kaikobad the great or kaiko shrew
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Speaker 1: let zal and rustum bluster as they will, or hat him,
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Speaker 1: call to supper, heed not you Quatrain eleven. With me
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Speaker 1: along the strip of herbage stroen that just divides the
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Speaker 1: desert from the sowen, where name of slave and sultan
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Speaker 1: is forgot. And peace to marmad on his golden throne
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Speaker 1: Quatrain twelve. A book of verses. Underneath the bough, a
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Speaker 1: jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou beside
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Speaker 1: me singing in the wilderness, O wilderness were paradise enow
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Speaker 1: Quatraine thirteen. Some for the glories of this world, and
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Speaker 1: some sigh for the prophets paradise to come. Ah, take
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Speaker 1: the cash and let the credit go, nor heed the
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Speaker 1: rumble of a distant drum Quatrain fourteen. Look to the
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Speaker 1: blowing rose about us, low laughing, she says, into the world,
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Speaker 1: I blow at once the silken tassel of my purse,
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Speaker 1: tear and its treasure on the garden. Throw Quatrain fifteen.
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Speaker 1: And those who husband and the golden grain and those
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Speaker 1: who flung it to the winds like rain alike to
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Speaker 1: know such aureate earth are turned as buried once men
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Speaker 1: want dug up again Quatrain sixteen. The worldly hope men
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Speaker 1: set their hearts upon turns ashes, or it prospers and
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Speaker 1: anon like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a
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Speaker 1: little hour or two is gone Quatrain seventeen. Think in
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Speaker 1: this battered caravan Serai, whose portals are alternate night and day,
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Speaker 1: how Sultan after Sultan, with his pomp abode his destined
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Speaker 1: hour and went his way Quatrain eighteen. They say the
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Speaker 1: lion and the lizard keep their courts where Jamshed gloried
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Speaker 1: and drank deep. And Bayram, that great hunter, the wild ass,
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Speaker 1: stamps over his head, but cannot break his sleep portrayin nineteen.
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Speaker 1: I sometimes think that never blows so red the rose
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Speaker 1: as where some buried. Caesar bled that every highacinth the
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Speaker 1: garden wears dropped in her lap from some once lovely
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Speaker 1: head Quatrain twenty. And this reviving herb, whose tender green
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Speaker 1: fledges the river lip on which we lean ah lean
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Speaker 1: upon it lightly, For who knows from what once lovely
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Speaker 1: lip it springs unseen end of part one, recorded by
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Speaker 1: part two of the Rubiyat of Omer Kayam, translated by
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Speaker 1: Edward Fitzgerald. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 1: Recorded by Nathan at Antipodean Writer dot WordPress dot com.
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Speaker 1: The fifth edition of the Rubiyat of Omar Kayam, translated
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Speaker 1: by Edward Fitzgerald. Part two Quatrains twenty one to forty
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Speaker 1: Quatraine twenty one. Ah, my beloved, fill the cup that
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Speaker 1: clears to day of past regrets and future fears. To morrow,
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Speaker 1: Why to morrow I may be myself with yesterday's seven
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Speaker 1: thousand years Quatraine twenty two. For some we loved, the
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Speaker 1: loveliest and the best that from his vintage rolling time
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Speaker 1: hath prest have drunk their cup around or two before,
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Speaker 1: and one by one crept silently to rest Quatraine twenty three.
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Speaker 1: And we that now make merry in the room they left,
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Speaker 1: and summer dresses in new bloom. Ourselves must we beneath
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Speaker 1: the couch of earth, descend ourselves to make a couch
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Speaker 1: for whom Quatrain twenty four. Ah, make the most of
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Speaker 1: what we yet may spend before we two into the dust,
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Speaker 1: descend dust into dust, and under dust to lie, sans wine,
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Speaker 1: sans song, sans singer, and sans end Quatrain twenty five
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Speaker 1: alike for those who for today prepare, and those that
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Speaker 1: after some tomorrow stare. Moo is in from the tower
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Speaker 1: of darkness, cries, fools, your reward is neither here nor
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Speaker 1: there Quatrain twenty six. Why all the saints and sages
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Speaker 1: who discussed of the two worlds so wisely, they are
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Speaker 1: thrust like foolish prophets forth, Their words to score drn
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Speaker 1: are scattered, and their mouths are stopped with dust Quatrain
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Speaker 1: twenty seven. Myself, when young, did eagerly frequent doctor and saint,
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Speaker 1: and heard great argument about it and about but ever
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Speaker 1: more came out by the same door wherein I went
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Speaker 1: Quatrain twenty eight. With them. The seed of wisdom did
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Speaker 1: I sow, and with mine own hand wrought to make
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Speaker 1: it grow. And this was all the harvest that I ripped.
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Speaker 1: I came like water, and like wind, I go Quatrain
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Speaker 1: twenty nine into this universe. And why not knowing nor
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Speaker 1: whence like water Willy nearly flowing, and out of it
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Speaker 1: as wind along the waste. I know not whither willy
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Speaker 1: nearly blowing Quatraine thirty what without asking, hither hurried? Whence
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Speaker 1: and without asking whither hurried? Hence, oh many a cup
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Speaker 1: of this forbidden wine must drown the memory of that
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Speaker 1: insolence Quatraine thirty one. Up from Earth's center through the
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Speaker 1: seventh gate I rose, and on the throne of Saturn sate.
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Speaker 1: And many are not unraveled by the road, but not
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Speaker 1: the master, not of human fate. Quatraine thirty two. There
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Speaker 1: was the door to which I found no key. There
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Speaker 1: was the veil, through which I might not see. Some
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Speaker 1: little talk a while of me and Thee there was,
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Speaker 1: and then no more of THEE and me Quatrain thirty three.
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Speaker 1: Earth could not answer, nor the seas that morn inflowing
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Speaker 1: purple of their lord forlorn, nor rolling Heaven with all
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Speaker 1: his signs revealed and hidden by the sleeve of night
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Speaker 1: and morn Quatrain thirty four. Then of the Thee in me,
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Speaker 1: who works behind the veil, I lifted up my hands
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Speaker 1: to find a lamp amid the darkness, and I heard,
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Speaker 1: as from without the me within thee blind Quatrain thirty five.
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Speaker 1: Then to the lip of this poor earthen urn I
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Speaker 1: leaned the secret of my life to learn, and lip
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Speaker 1: to lip it murmured, while you live, drink, fall once dead,
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Speaker 1: you never shall return Quatraine thirty six. I think the
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Speaker 1: vessel that, with fugitive articulation answered once did live and drink,
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Speaker 1: and are the passive lip I kissed? How many kisses
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Speaker 1: might it take and give? Quatraine thirty seven. For I
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Speaker 1: remember stopping by the way to watch a potter thumping
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Speaker 1: his wet clay, and with its all obliterated tongue it murmured, gently, brother,
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Speaker 1: gently pray Quatraine thirty eight. And has not such a
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Speaker 1: story from of old down Man's successive generations, rolled of
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Speaker 1: such a clod of saturated earth cast by the maker
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Speaker 1: into human mold Quatrain thirty nine. And not a drop
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Speaker 1: that from our cups we throw for earth to drink of,
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Speaker 1: but may steal below to quench the fire of anguish
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Speaker 1: in some eye there hidden far beneath and long ago
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Speaker 1: Quatraine forty as then the tulip for her morning sup
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Speaker 1: of heavenly vintage from the soil looks up. Do you
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Speaker 1: devoutly do the like till heaven to earth invertue like
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Speaker 1: an empty cup. End of Part two, recorded by Nathan
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Speaker 1: at Antipodean writer dot WordPress dot com. This is part
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Speaker 1: three of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayam, translated by Edward Fitzgerald.
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Speaker 1: This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Recorded by
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Speaker 1: Nathan at antibidan writer dot WordPress dot com. The fifth
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Speaker 1: edition of the Rubaiyat of Omar Kayam translated by Edward Fitzgerald,
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Speaker 1: Part three Quatrains forty one to sixty Quatrain forty one.
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Speaker 1: Perplexed no more with human or divine Tomorrow's tangle to
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Speaker 1: the winds, Resign and lose your fingers in the tresses
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Speaker 1: of the cypress, slender minister of wine Quatrain forty two.
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Speaker 1: And if the wine you drink, the lip you press
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Speaker 1: end in what all begins and ends in yes think,
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Speaker 1: then you are today what yesterday you were. Tomorrow you
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Speaker 1: shall not be less forty three. So when that Angel
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Speaker 1: of the Darker drink at last shall find you by
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Speaker 1: the river brink and offering his cup, invite your soul
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Speaker 1: forth to your lips to quaff you shall not shrink
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Speaker 1: Quatrain forty four. Why if the soul can fling the
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Speaker 1: dust aside, and naked on the air of heaven ride,
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Speaker 1: were it not a shame? Were it not a shame
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Speaker 1: for him in this clay carcass, crippled to abide Quatrain
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Speaker 1: forty five. 'tis but a tent where it takes his
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Speaker 1: one day's rest, A sultan to the realm of death addressed.
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Speaker 1: The sultan rises, and the dark thresh strikes and prepares
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Speaker 1: it for another guest. Quatrain forty And fear not lest
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Speaker 1: existence closing Your account and mine should know the like
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Speaker 1: no more. The eternal Saki from that bowl has poured
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Speaker 1: millions of bubbles like us, and will pour Quatraine forty
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Speaker 1: seven when you and I behind the veil are pasted.
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Speaker 1: Oh but the long long, while the world shall last.
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Speaker 1: Which of our coming and departure heeds as the sea's
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Speaker 1: self should heed? A pebble cast Quatraine forty eight. A
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Speaker 1: moment's halt, a momentary taste of being from the well
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Speaker 1: amid the waist, and lo, the phantom caravan has reached
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Speaker 1: the nothing it set out from. Oh, make haste Quatraine
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Speaker 1: forty nine. Would you that spangle of existence spend about
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Speaker 1: the secret? Quick about it? Friend? A hair perhaps divides
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Speaker 1: the false from true? And upon what prithee may life
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Speaker 1: depend Quatraine fifty A hair perhaps divides the false and true? Yes,
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Speaker 1: and a single aliph were the clue? Could you but
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Speaker 1: find it to the treasure house and peradventure to the
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Speaker 1: master too Quatraine fifty one. Whose secret presence, through creation's veins,
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Speaker 1: running quick silver like, eludes your pains, taking all shapes
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Speaker 1: from Ma to mahi, and they change and perish all,
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Speaker 1: but he remains Quatraine fifty two. A moment guessed, then
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Speaker 1: back behind the fold, immersed of darkness round the drama
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Speaker 1: rolled which for the past time of eternity he doth
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Speaker 1: himself contrive and act. Behold Quatrain fifty three. But if
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Speaker 1: in vain, down on the stubborn floor of Earth and
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Speaker 1: up to Heaven's unopening door, you gazed today while you
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Speaker 1: are you, how then tomorrow, when you shall be you
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Speaker 1: no more Quatrain fifty four, waste not your hour, nor
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Speaker 1: in the vain pursuit of this and that endeavor and dispute.
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Speaker 1: Better be jocund with the fruitful grape, than sadden after
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Speaker 1: none or bitter fruit Quatrain fifty five. You know, my friends,
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Speaker 1: with what a brave carouse. I made a second marriage
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Speaker 1: in my house, divorced old barren reason from my bed,
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Speaker 1: and took the daughter of the vine to spouse Quatraine
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Speaker 1: fifty six. For is and is not, though with rule
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Speaker 1: and line and up and down by logic, I define
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Speaker 1: of all that one should care to fathom. I was
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Speaker 1: never deep in anything but wine Quatraine fifty seven. Ah,
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Speaker 1: by my computations, people say, reduce the year to better reckoning. Nay,
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Speaker 1: twas only striking from the calendar unborn tomorrow and dead
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Speaker 1: yesterday Quatraine fifty eight. And lately by the tavern door,
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Speaker 1: Agape came shining through the dusk and angel shape, bearing
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Speaker 1: a vessel on his shoulder, and he bid me taste
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Speaker 1: of it. And twas the grape Quatraine fifty nine, the
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Speaker 1: grape that can, with logic absolute. The two and seventy
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Speaker 1: jarring sects confute the sovereign alchemist that in a trice
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Speaker 1: life's leaden metal into gold transmute Quatrain sixty. The mighty
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Speaker 1: mahmurd Allah breathing Lord, that all the misbelieving and black
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Speaker 1: horde of fears and sorrows that infest the soul scatters
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Speaker 1: before him with his whirlwind sword. End of Part three,
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Speaker 1: This is Part four of the Rubiat of omar Kyam,
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Speaker 1: translated by Edward Fitzgerald. Fistbrivox recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 1: Recorded by Nathan at Antipodean Writer dot WordPress dot com.
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Speaker 1: The fifth edition of the Rubiat of omar Kyam translated
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Speaker 1: by Edward Fitzgerald, Part four Quatrains sixty one to eighty.
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Speaker 1: Quatrain sixty one, Why be this deuce the growth of God?
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Speaker 1: Who dare blaspheme? The twisted tendril as a snare a blessing?
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Speaker 1: We should use it? Should we not? And if a curse?
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Speaker 1: Why then? Who set it there? Quatrain sixty two. I
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Speaker 1: must abdure the balm of life. I must scared by
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Speaker 1: some after reckoning, taken on trust, or lured with hope
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Speaker 1: of some diviner drink to fill the cup when crumbled
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Speaker 1: into dust. Quatraine sixty three of threats of hell and
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Speaker 1: hopes of paradise, one thing at least is certain. This
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Speaker 1: life flies, one thing is certain, and the rest is lies.
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Speaker 1: The flower that once has blown forever dies Quatraine sixty four.
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Speaker 1: Strange is it not that of the myriads who before
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Speaker 1: us passed the door of darkness through not one returns
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Speaker 1: to tell us of the road which to discover we
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Speaker 1: must travel to Quatrain sixty five. The revelations of devout
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Speaker 1: and learned, who rose before us, and as prophets burned,
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Speaker 1: are all but stories which awoke from sleep they told
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Speaker 1: their comrades, and to sleep returned Quatrain sixty six. I
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Speaker 1: sent my soul through the invisible some letter of that
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Speaker 1: after life to spell, and by and by my soul
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Speaker 1: returned to me and answered, I myself am heaven and
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Speaker 1: Hell Quatrain sixty seven. Heaven, but the vision of fulfilled
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Speaker 1: desire and hell. The shadow from a soul on fire,
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Speaker 1: cast on the darkness into which ourselves so late emerged from,
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Speaker 1: shall se so soon expire Quatrain sixty eight. We are no
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Speaker 1: other than a moving row of magic shadow shapes that
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Speaker 1: come and go round with the sun illumined lantern held
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Speaker 1: in midnight by the Master of the show Quatrain, sixty nine.
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Speaker 1: But helpless pieces of the game. He plays upon this
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Speaker 1: checker board of nights and days, hither and thither, moves
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Speaker 1: and checks and sleighs, and one by one back in
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Speaker 1: the closet lays Quatrain, seventy The ball, no question makes
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Speaker 1: of a's and no's, But here or there as strikes
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Speaker 1: the player goes. And he that tossed you down into
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Speaker 1: the field, he knows about it all he knows, he
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Speaker 1: knows Quatrain seventy one. The moving finger rights, and having
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Speaker 1: writ moves on. Nor all your pie ty nor wit
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Speaker 1: shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor
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Speaker 1: all your tears wash out a word of it, Quatrain
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Speaker 1: seventy two. And that inverted bowl they call the sky
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Speaker 1: where under crawling cooped we live and die. Lift not
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Speaker 1: your hands to it for help, for it as impotently
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Speaker 1: moves as you or I Quatrain seventy three. With Earth's
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Speaker 1: first clay, they did the last man need, and they're
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Speaker 1: of the last harvest, sewed the seed, and the first
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Speaker 1: morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning
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Speaker 1: shall read Quatraine seventy four. Yesterday this day's madness did
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Speaker 1: prepare to morrow's silence, triumph or despair? Drink, for you
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Speaker 1: not know whence you came, nor why drink, for you
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Speaker 1: know not why you go nor where Quatrain seventy five.
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Speaker 1: I tell you this, when started from the goal over
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Speaker 1: the flaming shoulders of the foll of heaven, Parwin and
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Speaker 1: mush dare I they flung in my predestined plot of
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Speaker 1: dust and soul Quatraine seventy six, the vine had struck
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Speaker 1: a fiber, which about it clings my being. Let the
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Speaker 1: dervish flout of my base metal may be filed a
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Speaker 1: key that shall unlock the door he howls without Quatrain
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Speaker 1: seventy seven. And this I know, whether the one true light,
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Speaker 1: kindled to love or wrath, consume me quite one flash
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Speaker 1: of it within the tavern court, better than in the
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Speaker 1: temple lost out right Quatrain seventy eight. What out of
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Speaker 1: senseless nothing to provoke a conscious something to resent the
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Speaker 1: yoke of unpermitted pleasure under pain of everlasting penalties? If
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Speaker 1: broke Quatrain seventy nine, what from his helpless creature be
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Speaker 1: repaid pure gold for what he lent him tross allayed
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Speaker 1: sue for a debt he never did contract and cannot answer.
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Speaker 1: Oh the sorry trade. Quatrain eighty O thou who didst
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Speaker 1: with pitfall and with gin beset the road I was
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Speaker 1: to wander in thou wilt not with predestined evil round
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Speaker 1: enmesh and then impute by fall to sin. End of
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Speaker 1: in the public domain. Recorded by Nathan at antipodan Writer
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Speaker 1: dot WordPress dot com. The fifth the edition of the
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Speaker 1: Rubiat of Omar ka translated by Edward Fitzgerald. Part five
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Speaker 1: Quatrains eighty one two, one hundred and one. Quatrain eighty one,
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Speaker 1: O vou whom man of baser Earth didst make, and
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Speaker 1: even with paradise, devise the snake for all the sin,
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Speaker 1: wherewith the face of man is blackened Man's forgiveness give
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Speaker 1: and take Quatrain eighty two. As under cover of departing day, slunk, hunger, stricken,
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Speaker 1: Ramazan away once more within the Potter's house alone, I
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Speaker 1: stood surrounded by the shapes of clay Quatrain eighty three.
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Speaker 1: Shapes of all sorts and sizes, great and small, that
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Speaker 1: stood along the floor and by the wall. And some
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Speaker 1: loquacious vessels were, and some listened, perhaps, but never talked
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Speaker 1: at all. Quatrain eighty four said one among them, surely
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Speaker 1: not in vain. My substance of the common earth was tame.
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Speaker 1: And to this figure molded to be broke or trampled
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Speaker 1: back to shapeless earth again. Quatrain eighty five then said
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Speaker 1: a second, Never a peevish boy would break the bowl
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Speaker 1: from which he drank in joy. And he that with
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Speaker 1: his hand the vessel made, will surely not, in after
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Speaker 1: wrath destroy Quatrain eighty six. After a momentary silence, spake
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Speaker 1: some vessel of a more ungainly make they sneer at
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Speaker 1: me for leaning all awry? What did the hand then
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Speaker 1: of the potter shake Quatraine eighty seven. Whereat some one
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Speaker 1: of the loquacious lot, I think a suffi pipkin waxing hot.
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Speaker 1: All this of pot and potter, tell me then, who
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Speaker 1: is the potter pray? And who the pot Quatraine eighty eight.
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Speaker 1: Why said another some there are who tell of one
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Speaker 1: who threatens he will toss to hell the luckless pots
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Speaker 1: he marred in making pish. He's a good fellow, and
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Speaker 1: twill all be well Quatraine eighty nine. Well murmured one,
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Speaker 1: Let whoso may or by my clay, with long oblivion
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Speaker 1: is gone dry, But fill me with the old familiar juice.
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Speaker 1: Methinks I might recover by and by Quatrain ninety So.
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Speaker 1: While the vessels one by one were speaking, the little
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Speaker 1: moon looked in that all were seeking, And then they
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Speaker 1: jogged each other, brother, brother, Now for the porter's shoulders
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Speaker 1: not are creaking Quatrain ninety one. Ah, with the grape
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Speaker 1: my fading life, provide and wash the body, whence the
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Speaker 1: life has died, And lay me shrouded in the living
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Speaker 1: leaf by some not unfrequented garden side Quatrain ninety two.
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Speaker 1: That even buried ashes such a snare of vintage shall
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Speaker 1: fling up into the air as not a true believer
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Speaker 1: passing by, but shall be overtaken unaware Quatraine ninety three.
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Speaker 1: Indeed the idols I have loved so long have done
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Speaker 1: my credit in this world much wrong, have drowned my
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Speaker 1: glory in a shallow cup and sold my reputation for
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Speaker 1: a song Quatraine ninety four. Indeed, indeed repentance oft before
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Speaker 1: I swore, But was I sober when I swore? And
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Speaker 1: then and then came spring and rose in hand My
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Speaker 1: threadbare penitents a piece's tour Quatraine ninety five. And much
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Speaker 1: as wine has played the infidel and robbed me of
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Speaker 1: my roe of honor, Well I wonder often what the
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Speaker 1: vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they
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Speaker 1: sell Quatrain ninety six. Yet ah, that spring should vanish
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Speaker 1: with the rose, that youth's sweet scented manuscript should close
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Speaker 1: the nightingale, that in the branches sang Ah whence and
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Speaker 1: whither flowin' again? Who knows? Quatrain ninety seven would but
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Speaker 1: the desert of the fountain yield one glimpse, if dimly
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Speaker 1: yet indeed revealed, to which the fainting traveler might spring
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Speaker 1: as springs the trampled herbage of the field Quatrain ninety
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Speaker 1: eight would. But some winged angel ere too late arrest
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Speaker 1: the yet un folded roll of fate and make the
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Speaker 1: stern recorder otherwise, and register or quite obliterate Quatrain ninety nine. Ah, Love,
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Speaker 1: could you and I with him conspire to grasp this
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Speaker 1: sorry scheme of things entire? Would not we shatter it
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Speaker 1: to bits and then remold it nearer to the heart's desire.
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Speaker 1: Quatrain one hundred yon rising moon that looks for us again?
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Speaker 1: How oft hereafter will she wax and wane? How oft
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Speaker 1: hereafter rising look for us through this same garden, and
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Speaker 1: for one in vain Quatrain one hundred and one. And
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Speaker 1: when like her O Saki, you shall pass among the guests,
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Speaker 1: star scattered on the grass, and in your joyous errand
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Speaker 1: reach the spot where I made one turn down an
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Speaker 1: empty glass Tamam end of Part five, end of the
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Speaker 1: fifth edition of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayam, translated by
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Speaker 1: Edward Fitzgerald, recorded by Nathan at Antipodean Writer dot WordPress
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