| Edward FitzGerald - 1902 - 312 страница
...bloom, Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend—ourselves to make a Couch—for whom? xxiv Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, (?) Before...under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End! xxv Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare, And those that after some TO-MORROW stare,... | |
| Edward FitzGerald - 1902 - 312 страница
...Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom? xxiv Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, (V Before we too into the Dust descend ; Dust into Dust,...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! xxv Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare, And those that after some TO-MOBROW stare, A Muezzin from... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1903 - 888 страница
...Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom ?• ght hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Mjenad,...locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the ! Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare, And those that after some TO-MORROW stare, A Muezzin from... | |
| 1922 - 710 страница
...life, which is kept so well hidden by the Creator, but to make haste to enjoy life while it lasts : "Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and sans End!" Failing in his search for the secret of life, he takes to his cup, itself made of dust, and finds there... | |
| 1904 - 1136 страница
...Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom ? xxrv. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! XXV. Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare, And those that after some TO-MORROW stare, A Muezzin from... | |
| William G. Hutchison - 1904 - 352 страница
...Bloom, Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend, ourselves to make a Couch — for whom? Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! Ah, fill the Cup: — what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath our Feet: Unborn TO-MORROW,... | |
| 1904 - 542 страница
...Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom? XXIV. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End ! XXV. Alike for those who for To-dii/ prepare, And those that after some To-morrow stare, A Muezzni... | |
| Omar Khayyam - 1904 - 60 страница
...Waste — And Lo ! the phantom Caravan has reacht The NOTHING it set out from — Oh make haste! 41 Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End ! 42 Thou shalt be parted from thy soul, and then Enter God's veil of mystery again, Be glad ! For... | |
| Robert D. Blackman - 1904 - 1196 страница
...Bloom, Ourselves roust we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend, ourselves to make a Couch — for whom ? Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End ! {From Edward Fitzgerald's translation of The Rubtiiydt of Omar Kbayyiim.] COUNT GISMOKD.* A1X 3K... | |
| Edward FitzGerald - 1904 - 268 страница
...Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend, ourselves to make a Couch—for whom ? XXIII Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...under Dust, to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End! XXIV Alike for those who for To-day prepare, And those that after a To-morrow stare,... | |
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