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Excerpt from Quatrains of Omar Khayyam: In English Prose
A voice came at dawn from the wine-shop, crying, Arise, ye haunters of the tavern, arise, and fill the cannikin before fate comes to fill the cup Of your being.
Behold the dawn. Rise, boy, and fill with red wine the white vessel, for you may seek here after, and seek in vain, this one fair hour which a world Of shadows lends you.
Seize the cup in your hand as soon as the yellow dawn appears. Truth is sharp, it has been said, in the mouth of mankind; for this cause it may be that wine is very truth.
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