 | Omar Khayyam - 1900 - 198 страница
...burn'd, Are all but Stories, which, awoke from Sleep They told their fellows, and to Sleep return'd! LXIX Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked on the Air of Heaven ride, Is't not a shame — is't not a shame for him So long in this Clay suburb to abide 1 But that is but... | |
 | 1900 - 462 страница
...river-brink, And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul Forth to your Lips to quaff — you shall not shrink. Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked on the Air of Heaven ride, Were't not a Shame — were't not a Shame for him In this clay carcase crippled to abide? 'Tis but... | |
 | Omar Khayyam, Edward FitzGerald - 1900 - 162 страница
...quaflp — you shall not shrink. XLIV. Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust Were't not a Shame — werc't not a Shame for him In this clay carcase crippled to abide ? XLV. 'Tis but a Tent where takes his one day's rest A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest ; The... | |
 | Robert Blatchford - 1901 - 266 страница
...have wings for the asking? " The land of dreams is better far, above the light of the morning star." Why, if the soul can fling the dust aside, And naked...a shame — wer't not a shame for him In this clay carcass crippled to abide? The great use of heroes consists in their power to lift men's souls out... | |
 | David Starr Jordan - 1902 - 56 страница
...river-brink, And offering you his cup, invite your Soul Forth to your lips to quaff, you shall not shrink. Why, if the soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked...crippled to abide ? 'Tis but a tent where takes his one-day's rest A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest ; The Sultan rises, and the dark Ferrash Strikes,... | |
 | David Starr Jordan - 1902 - 60 страница
...river-brink^ And offering you his cup, invite your Soul Forth to your lips to quaff, you shall not shrink. Why, if the soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked...crippled to abide ? 'Tis but a tent where takes his one-day's rest A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest ; The Sultan rises, and the dark Ferrash Strikes,... | |
 | 1902 - 436 страница
...set it up at another stage."* This comes from the crucible of FitzGerald's genius in this shape: " Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked...clay carcase crippled to abide ? ' Tis but a Tent 1vhcre takes his one•dav's rest A Sultan to tin- realm of Death addrest ; Th1' Sultan rises, ami... | |
 | David Starr Jordan - 1902 - 60 страница
...river-brink, And offering you his cup, invite your Soul Forth to your lips to quaff, you shall not shrink. Why, if the soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked on the air of Heaven ride, Wert not a shame—wert not a shame for him In this clay carcase crippled to abide ? 'Tis but a tent where takes... | |
 | John Jabez Lanier - 1902 - 292 страница
...pronounce us saved, and give us passport into heaven upon the sole condition that we lie down and die. " Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked on the Air of Heaven ride, Were't not a Shame — were't not a Shame for him In this Clay Carcase crippled to abide ? " Our first... | |
 | Edward FitzGerald - 1902 - 312 страница
...Soul can fling the Dust aside, (12) And naked on the Air of Heaven ride, Were 't not a Shame—were 't not a Shame for him In this clay carcase crippled to abide? *So when the Angel of the darker Drink. (Third and Fourth editions.) XLV 'T is but a Tent where takes... | |
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Tis but a Tent where takes his one day's rest A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest; The Sultan rises, and the dark Ferrash Strikes, and prepares it for another Guest. 
