Ah, fill the cup:—what boots it to repeat
How time is slipping underneath our feet:
Unborn tomorrow, and dead yesterday,
Why fret about them if today be sweet!


The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (1859) st. 37

Edward FitzGerald Quotes

Ah, fill the cup:—what boots it to repeat How time is slipping underneath our feet: Unborn tomorrow, and dead yesterday, Why fret about them if...

Ah, fill the cup:—what boots it to repeat How time is slipping underneath our feet: Unborn tomorrow, and dead yesterday, Why fret about them if...

Ah, fill the cup:—what boots it to repeat How time is slipping underneath our feet: Unborn tomorrow, and dead yesterday, Why fret about them if...

Ah, fill the cup:—what boots it to repeat How time is slipping underneath our feet: Unborn tomorrow, and dead yesterday, Why fret about them if...