Saturday, May 2, 2015

Rubai (Quatrains) from The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam


Listen to:

Rubai from The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

performed by Bob Gonzalez, rhapsode



 Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring
 Your Winter garment of Repentance fling:
   The Bird of Time has but a little way
 To flutter--and the Bird is on the Wing.


 Whether at Naishapur or Babylon,
 Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run,
   The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop,
 The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.


Ah, my Belovéd, fill the Cup that clears
Today of past Regrets and future Fears:
    Tomorrow!--Why, Tomorrow I may be
Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n thousand Years.


 Yesterday This Day's Madness did prepare;
Tomorrow’s Silence, Triumph, or Despair:
   Drink! for you not know whence you came, nor why:
 Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.








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