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قراءة كتاب The Rubaiyat of Ohow Dryyam With Apologies to Omar
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اللغة: English
الصفحة رقم: 2
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The Scanty Stock we set our hearts upon
Still dwindles and declines until anon,
Like Snow upon the Desert’s dusty Face,
It lights us for an hour and then—is gone.
IX
Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears
Today of past Regrets and future Fears—
Tomorrow!—Why, Tomorrow I may be
In Canada or Scotland or Algiers!
X
Yes, make the most of what we still may spend;
The last Drop’s lingering Taste may yet transcend
Anticipation’s Bliss—though we are left
Sans Wine, Sans Song, Sans Singer, and—Sans End.
The Scanty Stock we set our hearts upon ...
XI
Alike for those who for the Drouth prepared
And those who, like myself, more poorly fared,
Fond Memory weaves Roseate Shrouds to dress
Departed Spirits we have loved—and shared.
XII
Myself when young did eagerly frequent
The gilded Bar, and all my Lucre spent
For bottled Joyousness, but evermore
Came out less steadily than in I went.
XIII
The legal Finger writes; and having writ,
Moves on—and neither Thirst nor Wit
Has lured it back to cancel half a line
To give a Man excuse for being lit.
Myself when young did eagerly frequent
The gilded Bar ...
XIV
And Bill the Bootlegger—the Infidel!—
When He takes my last Cent for just a Smell
Of Hooch, I wonder what Bootleggers buy
One half so precious as the Stuff they sell.
XV
Oh Bill, Who dost with White Mule and with Gin
Beset the Road I am to Wander in,
If I am garnered of the Law, wilt Thou,
All piously, Impute my Fall to Sin?
And Bill the Bootlegger—the Infidel!—
XVI
Yon rising Moon that looks for us again—
How oft hereafter will she wax and wane;
But, Oh, how oft before we have beheld
Six Moons arise—who now seek Two in vain.
XVII
And when Thyself at last shall come to trip
Down that dim Dock where Charon loads his Ship,
I’ll meet Thee on the other Wharf if Thou
Wilt promise to have Something on thy Hip.
But, Oh, how oft before we have beheld
Six Moons arise ...