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Khayyam! rejoice that wine you still can pour, And still the charms of tulip cheeks adore; You'll soon not be, rejoice then that you are, Think how 'twould be in case you were no more!

Once, in a potter's shop, a company Of cups in converse did I chance to see, And lo! one lifted up his voice, and cried, "Who made, who sells, who buys this crockery?

Last night, as I reeled from the tavern door, I saw a sage, who a great wine-jug bore; I said, "O Shaikh, have you no shame?" Said he, "Allah hath boundless mercy in his store."