The Ruba',yat of Omar Khayyām: Being a Facsimile of the Manuscript in the Bodleian Library at Oxford, with a Transcript Into Modern Persian Characters |
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| Наслов | The Ruba',yat of Omar Khayyām: Being a Facsimile of the Manuscript in the Bodleian Library at Oxford, with a Transcript Into Modern Persian Characters |
| Аутор | Omar Khayyam |
| Уредник | Edward Heron-Allen |
| Издање | 2 |
| Издавач | L. C. Page, 1898 |
| Дужина | 320 страница |
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