Omar Khayyam — "The Fire that on my bosom burns, Is not the Fire of Hell; But the Fire of Love, …"
The Fire that on my bosom burns, Is not the Fire of Hell; But the Fire of Love, that turns My Soul into a Bell.
The Fire that on my bosom burns, Is not the Fire of Hell; But the Fire of Love, that turns My Soul into a Bell.
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"There was a Door to which I found no Key: There was a Veil past which I could not see: Some little Talk awhile of Me and Thee There was—and then no more of Thee and Me."
"The Palace that to Heav'n his pillars threw, And Kings the Throne of Jamshyd high o'erthrew, In whose high Courts the crowing Cock might once Have crow'd, but now the Lizard and the Rue."
"Indeed, indeed, Repentance oft before I swore – but was I sober when I swore? And then and then came Spring, and Rose-in-hand My impulsive spirit to the wind I threw."
"A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread – and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness – Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!"
"Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears To-day of past Regrets and future Fears: To-morrow!—Why, To-morrow I may be Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n thousand Years."
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