Rubá’í of the Day

metaphysics-then-and-now

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Ask not the chances of the time to be,
And for the past, ’tis vanished, as you see;
This ready-money breath set down as gain,
Future and past concern not you or me.

Posted on 30/07/2013, in literature, poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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