Omar Khayyam
Omar Khayyam
Omar Khayyám ; born Ghiyāth ad-Dīn Abu'l-Fatḥ ʿUmar ibn Ibrāhīm al-Khayyām Nīshāpūrī, was a Persian mathematician, astronomer, philosopher, and poet, who is widely considered to be one of the most influential scientists of the Middle Ages. He wrote numerous treatises on mechanics, geography, mineralogy and astronomy...
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth18 May 1048
believe doomed drink drunkards empty entrance foolish good hand heaven love men none
Drunkards are doomed to hell, so men declare, Believe it not, 'tis but a foolish scare; Heaven will be empty as this hand of mine, If none who love good drink find entrance there
drink knows
Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
drinking drink tales
A drink is shorter than a tale
drinking sleep heaven
Heaven has not learned of my arrival, and my departure will not in the least diminish it beauty and grandeur. I will sleep underground, for us ephemeral mortals, the only eternity is the moment and drinking to the moment is better than weeping for it.
drinking drink alcoholism
Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
absolutely bowls daughter divorce reason tonight vine wife
Tonight I will make a tun of wine, Set myself up with two bowls of it; First I will divorce absolutely reason and religion, Then take to wife the daughter of the vine
closet days destiny mates men nights pieces
'Tis all a Checker-board of Nights and days where Destiny with Men for Pieces plays: Hither and thither moves, and mates and slays, and one by one back in the Closet lays.
american-director cancel finger half line lure moves moving nor piety shall tears thy wash wit word
The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on: nor all thy piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line nor all thy tears wash out a word of it.
ah descend dust
Ah make the most of what yet we may spend,Before we too into dust descend
bowl call crawling hands help lift rolls thou thy
And that inverted bowl we call The Sky, where under crawling coop't we live and die, lift not thy hands to It for help -- for it rolls impotently on as thou or I.
american-director came nor
Drink! for you know not whence you came nor why: drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
ashes dusty hearts hope hour lighting men snow turns worldly
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.
life taste waste
A Moment's Halt-a momentary taste Of BEING from the Well amid the Waste- And, Lo! the phantom Caravan has reach'd The NOTHING it set out from. Oh, make haste!
sweet spring rose
Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!