"You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a second marriage in my house; Divorced old barren reason from my bed, And took the daughter of the vine to spouse." - Omar Khayyam

"The bird of time has but a little way To flutter - and the bird is on the wing." - Omar Khayyam

"I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell, And by and by my Soul returned to me, And answered "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell."" - Omar Khayyam

"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!" - Omar Khayyam

"Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument About it and about: but evermore Came out by the same door where in I went." - Omar Khayyam

"Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose. That Youth's sweetscented manuscript should close! The Nightingale that in the branches sang Ah whence and whither flown again, who knows?" - Omar Khayyam

"All this of Pot and Potter - Tell me then, Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot?" - Omar Khayyam

"Heav'n but the Vision of fulfill'd Desire, And Hell the Shadow from a Soul on fire." - Omar Khayyam

"There was the door to which I found no key, There was the veil through which 1 might not see." - Omar Khayyam

"Ah love! could you and I with Him conspire To grasp this sorry scheme of things entire, Would not we shatter it to bits - and then Re-mold it nearer to the heart's desire!" - Omar Khayyam

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