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Rubaiyat


                           1
A wake I for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And Lo ! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light.
                           2
Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the Sky,
I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
"Awake, my little ones, and fill the Cup
Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry."
                           3
And, as the Cook crew, those who stood before
The Tavern shouted--"Open then the Door!
You know how little while we have to stay,
And once departed, may return no more."

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