| Kelly King - 2000 - 506 страница
...'I'm not sure sir,' the British Airways senior steward answered, 449 Gerard's winter, Honolulu, 1 987 Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! — RuBAivAx OF OMAR KHAYYAM Hiroko gazed in concern at her son. She had never seen him like this before.... | |
| Ed Salama - 2001 - 313 страница
...Molly. I am a woman who loves this man. She extracted her spinning mind again and read the verses. "Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...under dust, to lie, Sans wine, sans song, sans singer, sans end" Her eyes crossed the four lines to settle again at the solitary red roses swaying in the... | |
| Burton F. Porter - 2001 - 336 страница
...Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow! Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under the Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! But certain embarrassing difficulties... | |
| Joseph Twadell Shipley - 2001 - 688 страница
...also britches, worn by golf players and clasped four inches below the knees, are called plus fours. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and -sans End! FitzGerald, Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is... | |
| Ronald Carter, John McRae - 2001 - 598 страница
...Why, Tomortow I may be Myself with Yesrerday's Sev'n thousand years. Ah, make the most of what we yer may spend. Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and - sans End! The wit of Browning is marched in some of the itreverent writings of Arthur Hugh Clough, who has been... | |
| S. Morris Engel - 2001 - 442 страница
...life flies; One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies; The Flower that once has blown for ever dies. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; 26. Because the father of poetry was right in denominating poetry an imitative art, these metaphysical... | |
| Andrew J. Fenady - 2000 - 108 страница
...Omar Khayyam. He wrote, "Come fill the cup that clears today of past regrets and future fears/ and make the most of what we yet may spend/ before we too into the dust descend!" MAIMIE. Well, I'll be damned. LONDON. I hope not, Maimie, I sincerely hope not. MAIMIE. Aw, Jack, I... | |
| Robert Douglas-Fairhurst - 2002 - 396 страница
...which Rubdiydt reproduces) is expressed in verse which repeatedly attempts to shore up these slippages: Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! (lst edn., XXIII) FitzGerald's cadences echo the material decay and renewal to which they refer. We... | |
| Robert Douglas-Fairhurst - 2002 - 390 страница
...Ritbdiydi reproduces) is expressed in verse which repeatedly artempts to shore up these slippages: Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend. Before we too iuto the Dust descend: Dust iuto Dust. and under Dust, to lir. Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and... | |
| Vijeya Rajendra, Gisela T. Kaplan, Rudi Rajendra - 2004 - 148 страница
...These are excerpts from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, translated from Persian by Edward Fitzgerald. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before...Sans Wine, Sans Song, Sans Singer and — Sans End! Alike for those who for TODAY prepare, And those that after some TOMORROW stare, A Muezzin from the... | |
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