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Rubaiyat



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For in and out, above, about, below,
"Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show,
Play'd in a Box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.


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And if the Wine you drink, the Lip you press,
End in the Nothing all things end in-Yes--
Then fancy while Thou art, Thou art but what
Thou Shalt be-Nothing--Thou shalt not be less.


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While the Rose blows along the River Brink,
With old Khayyam the Ruby Vintage drink :
And when the Angel with his darker Draught
Draws up to Thee-take that, and do not Shrink,

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