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| Rubaiyat 201-250 |
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| 201 Since it has been discovered that I am not wise, no one comes to me anymore for advice. Perhaps, drinking too much has affected my brain, I cannot any longer tell Virtue from Vice. 202 How beautiful and how fresh is my lass! Like the purple of dawn, like the green of the grass! Let's forget your troubles, relax and be happy! Stop repeating forever a mournful "Alas!" 203 Don't suffer because life seems so unjust. Stop lamenting the fact that we'll turn into dust. Into an empty heart pour red wine of passion. Give yourself unreservedly to Love and Lust! 204 Some seem lucky to get all the World can give. Others are battered by Fate without reprieve. Don't mourn if you are often not, as some, happy. Celebrate being spared others' pain and grief. 205 Rise and shine with the sun, the new dawn embrace. For a moment forget the grief of your days. Breathe, with pleasure, fresh air, thank God you're still living. Let the soft morning wind caress gently your face. 206 Do not listen to God, answer the tavern's call, Drink and smash your fortune against the wall. To fight fate endlessly must be man's greatest folly, One has a better chance in a drunken brawl. 207 My commandments are few: eat, drink, make love, and laugh! With a good man be soft, with a scoundrel - rough! I asked Fate: "Tell me honestly, what is my ransom?" "Your heart", she replied, "is a ransom enough!" 208 I wish only a bottomless jug could be made. I wish wine could fall from it like a cascade. Drinking ought to replace everything for me now, Since I have been by friends, and by my love betrayed. 209 The grass glistens, the rose is stroked by zephyr, yet, beneath all this splendor is lurking deep fear. For before our eyes have their fill of such beauty, the green grass will be cut, the red rose - disappear. 210 I am a cup that wants to be filled to the brim, I shall drink all day long, till my eyesight gets dim. Bring more wine... Some more, for this world is sleeping, for this life's like a night, and we are but a dream. 211 The eternal sky is overturned above us, like a huge wine cup, made of green and blue glass. Drink as much as you can from this cup and remember - Life is short, seize the day, at the end all shall pass. 212 When a warm wind lifts up the red skirt of a rose, it is time to write poetry instead of prose. It is time to share wine with the one you love, it is time to dream dreams, it is time to repose. 213 Raise the first glass to the rising sun in the East. Stop decrying thy fate's every turn, every twist. If love, justice and truth had been ruling this world, At Life's table you would never have been the least. 214 Separated from wine, abandoned I feel. Life without Love makes me exceedingly ill. After searching for the truth that's what I have found - Love and wine is all, everything else is nil! 215 My beloved, let me fill once more your glass! Let's pretend, for a moment, the world is us! In the vast Universe we shall float forever! Our love thru eternity none shall surpass! 216 My name will disappear from this earth, yours too; To seek comfort in wine is all we can do. But before our bodies are broken down, let me find my solace in embracing you. 217 Do what every good drunk in your place would have done. Call musicians, recline on a soft divan. With a jug in one hand, with a cup in the other, don't wag your tongue, drink nonstop and have fun. 218 Rather than trying to set the world ablaze, Rather than craving for every scoundrel's praise, Rather than chasing a fleeting fame till the last day, It is better to spend life in a drunken haze. 219 Gone forever, like wind in the steppe, one more day, like the river that can flow only one way. Let us live, my beloved, right here, in the present, What has happened before do not try to replay. 220 By the morning breeze greeted the red poppies nod. Amongst them the young houris are running unshod. Bring me wine at once. What's the point in praying? They, who start day with drinking, do thus honor God. 221 Don't hold a grudge ever against your friends. No matter whose fault it is, make the amends. Share with them all you have, it is life's greatest pleasure. Naked came, naked leave, when one day all this ends. 222 Cruel Heaven, is that what is called a just deed? You've killed proud Mahmud, murdered mighty Jamshyd. Don't tell us a lie that one day shall be risen from the earth zillions who are buried in it. 223 "What about the world beyond this one, my friend?" I asked an old man, nursing a glass in his hand. "Drink!" he said. "It's a long, long way to the hereafter. None who ever went there came back from the dead's land. 224 How great, for someone I can trust, is my need. How lonely I feel in this crowd, indeed. Every pitiful fool, every ignorant lout, after drinking too much, believes he is Jamshyd. 225 Such a beautiful day, not too hot, not too cold. The fresh grass of the fields is a sight to behold. "In the morning, when the early bird begins singing, it is time to start drinking, Khayyam," I am told. 226 Darkness has vanished, chased away by the moonlight. Bring a wine jug quickly - let us drink all night. After we disappear from this sublunar world, the moon still will be shining on it, fresh and bright. 227 Only drinking too much with my friends make me glad, even if I walk after like a quadruped. What a pity that so much time has been wasted being sober and safe, being lonely and sad. 228 Let's drink wine, for the earthly goodness it has! Let's hear music-the sweetness of Heaven it has! Let's trade sadness eternal for joy everlasting! What's the meaning of Life if not man's happiness? 229 In pursuit of delight let your passions lead you, let your heart have a last word whatever you do. We are born to be free, so, let's break the chains of each petty restrictions and silly taboo. 230 While being alive, I shall take pleasure in woman's delicate face, and the grass lush and green. But the greatest delight I have found in drinking, for without good wine life isn't worth a bean. 231 From the false bookish wisdom to the wide fields fly. There on the lush green grass with a sweet maiden lie. And before cruel Death has dried up your bones toss caution to the winds, drink the well of Life dry! . 232 Come with me, don't worry about the past. Let's enjoy every day as if it was the last. Very soon, following those who just have left us, say good-by to all things Life can offer we must. 233 Changing times, changing fortunes do not contemplate. Let good wine and love make you inebriate. Heaven couldn't care less whether you are submissive. To submit to a beauty is a better fate. 234 They who lived before us in this grief-stricken land, whether foolish or wise, had been turned into sand. Bring more wine and listen to what Khayyam saying - human wisdom's like water, insipid and bland. 235 What's the difference: one or a thousand deaths? Seven planets to the living are merciless. To the living the four elements are unsparing. A jug of wine is their only redress. 236 Ruthless fate has destroyed all that has been hoped for. Time has come when one must face God or Lucifer. Yet do not rush, lie still on this grass for a while. Lying under it, soon you won't rush anymore. 237 Drink, for wine prolongs life past the prescribed span, sheds eternal light on souls of mortal men. Dressing the earth in bloom, turning grapes into wine, God tells us to be happy, as much as we can. 238 I was told - Paradise is the true Promised Land. Only there all good things never come to an end. Bring me wine and bread, one can't live on a promise, To a pie in the sky I prefer cash in hand. 239 Clouds cannot put out the blaze of the Sun. Joy and Happiness by Sadness won't be undone. Oh, Khayyam! Don't rush toward what is unknown. Slow down, drink wine, make love and have fun. 240 Fill with fire my cup, let this world be burned, I am tired of being rejected and scorned. Bring me a flaming jug to quench fire with fire, before into a jug I am also turned. 241 To fill my heart and cup I shall need a fakir. For too long they have been craving life's elixir. Friends and wine are gone, here I am, all alone, my heart's terribly empty, my head's achingly clear. 242 Tie one on, only drinking is good in excess. Nothing brings Man to God faster than drunkenness. Pour more wine - without it life is a mess. What's the use being sober when waiting for death. 243 Never fail, Khayyam, each new-born day to greet, like a cup, with the new expectations fill it. Just remember: this day which is already waning You won't be ever able again to repeat. 244 Proud men even God's will would often defy. Humble ones always on His mercy rely. But the truth, that of dust made this life-carrying vessel turns to dust, after all, no one can deny. 245 Wine cures right away malady of the heart. Wine turns a dull man into one quick and smart. The miraculous potion of consolation, drinking wine is the greatest medical art. 246 If your life is a trap, break loose quickly and run. What is left of it spend lying under the sun. With a sweetheart's embraces to sooth the old pain, and with wine to slip into oblivion. 247 Stop lamenting and mourning your losses, my friends. Stop bewailing and grieving that life slips your hands. Drink good wine, indulge in all kinds of pleasure. Partake of happiness before everything ends. 248 What a beautiful morning! Let us finish all that was left from the last night in the drinking bowl. Let the charm of this morning flood over your senses, for one day you'll be a senseless brick in a wall. 249 Year around the planets must circle the Sun. In Life's book all its pages must turn everyone. Grief is poison, wine - a cure, taken daily shall turn into a sage even a simpleton. 250 At the merciless Heaven it's useless to rave. It is useless to cry on your dear friend's grave. Try to live in the present, enjoy its each moment. Of the past or the future do not be a slave. |
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