hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 6 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam XVThink, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 6 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam XIIILook to the blowing Rose about us--"Lo, Laughing," she says, "into the world I blow, At once the silken tassel of my…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 6 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam XIIWith me along the strip of Herbage strown That just divides the desert from the sown, Where name of Slave and Sultan…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam XIA Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread--and Thou Beside me singing in the…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneHappy Khayyam's birthdayMay 18th, the day of commemoration of Hakim Omar Khayyam and the National Day of Mathematics in Iran Today, May 18…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam XWell, let it take them! What have we to do With Kaikobad the Great, or Kaikhosru? Let Zal and Rustum bluster as they…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam IXEach Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say; Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday? And this first Summer…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam VIIIWhether at Naishapur or Babylon, Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run, The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam VIICome, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam VIAnd David's lips are lockt; but in divine High-piping Pehlevi, with "Wine! Wine! Wine! Red Wine!"--the Nightingale…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam VIram indeed is gone with all his Rose, And Jamshyd's Sev'n-ring'd Cup where no one knows; But still a Ruby kindles…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam IVNow the New Year reviving old Desires, The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires, Where the White Hand Of Moses on the…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam IIIAnd, as the Cock crew, those who stood before The Tavern shouted--"Open then the Door! You know how little while we…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam IIBefore the phantom of False morning died, Methought a Voice within the Tavern cried, "When all the Temple is…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneThe Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam IWake! For the Sun, who scatter'd into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with…hakimomarkhayyam (34)in #poetry • 7 years ago • NoneOmar Khayyam (18 May 1048 – 4 December 1131) was a Persian mathematician, astronomer, and poet.Omar Khayyam was born in Nishapur, a leading metropolis in Khorasan during medieval times that reached its climax of…
