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    <body><![CDATA[Many years ago, I purchased the Fitzgerald translation of &quot;The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam,&quot; a wise man who was born and died in Naishapur in the later 11th and early 12th centuries. Omar was a scientist of the day, studying astronomy.  He was also part of a team selected to revise the calendar.<br/><br/>The &quot;Rubaiyat&quot; itself is a series of four line stanzas, following one another in &quot;. . .a strange succession of Grave and Gay.&quot; Here are some of the more affecting stanzas, from my own perspective, that well illustrate the poet's art.<br/><br/>&quot;Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring<br/>The Winter Garment of Repentance fling:<br/>   The Bird of Time has but a little way<br/>To fly--and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.&quot;<br/><br/>&quot;Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,<br/>A Flask of Wine, A Book of Verse--and Thou<br/>   Beside me singing in the Wilderness--<br/>And Wilderness is Paradise enow.&quot;<br/><br/>&quot;The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,<br/>Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit<br/>   Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,<br/>Nor shall thy Tears wash out a Word of it.&quot;<br/><br/>And on it goes.  Some of the stanzas are very familiar to us; others are not.  But put them together and we experience a strangely powerful view of the world, from the eyes of Omar Khayyam.<br/><br/>If you are interested in his Rubaiyat, this and other versions will introduce you to trhe poet's world.<br/>]]></body>
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