Omar Khayyam
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You know, my friends, with what a brave
carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house;
favored old barren reason from my bed,
and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon
Turns Ashes — or it prospers; and anon,
Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face,
Lighting a little hour or two — is gone.
Myself when young did eagerly frequent doctor and saint, and heard great argument about it and about: but evermore came out by the same door as in I went.
When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
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