[36] For in the Market-place, one Dusk of Day
by Omar KhayyamEnglish version by Edward FitzGerald
Original Language Persian/Farsi
For in the Market-place, one Dusk of Day,
I watch'd the Potter thumping his wet Clay:
And with its all obliterated Tongue
It murmur'd -- "Gently, Brother, gently, pray!"
-- from The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, by Omar Khayyam / Translated by Edward FitzGerald |
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