Ah, fill the Cup - what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath our Feet Unborn To-morrow, and dead Yesterday, Why fret about them if To-day be sweet.
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Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose. That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close The Nightingale that in the branches sang Ah.Omar Khayyam
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse -- and Thou; Beside me singing in the Wilderness --And Wilderness is Paradise enow.
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When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
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Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend.
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I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And after many days my Soul return'd
And said, "Behold, Myself am Heav'n and Hell.
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And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky, Whereunder crawling coop't we live and die, Lift not thy hands to It for help --for It Rolls impotently on as Thou or I.
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