Rubá’í of the Day

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All my life long from drink I have not ceased.
And drink I will to-night on Sadr’s feast:
And throw my arms about the wine-jar’s neck,
And kiss its lip, and clasp it to my breast!

Posted on 25/09/2013, in literature, poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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