 | 1917 - 920 pagina’s
..."He had not an enemy in the world, but his friends did not like him." E. Aria. 'THE CITY OF DREAMS." Unborn tomorrow and dead yesterday, Why fret about them if today be sweet? Nan Raynor's voice had almost a note of entreaty in it as she quoted the Tent maker's verses. "Isn't... | |
 | Omar Khayyam - 1859 - 48 pagina’s
...Clay : And with its all obliterated Tongue It murmur'd — " Gently, Brother, gently, pray !" XXXVII. Ah, fill the Cup : — what boots it to repeat How...YESTERDAY, Why fret about them if TO-DAY be sweet ! XXXVIII. One Moment in Annihilation's Waste, One Moment, of the Well of Life to taste — The Stars... | |
 | John Bruce Norton - 1865 - 394 pagina’s
...!"—DENHAM. " Why should we " rO fiy fiaOeiv crov Kpdcrcrov rl paOelv rdSf."—AESCHYLUS. " Ah ! All the cup : what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping...feet; Unborn to-morrow and dead yesterday, Why fret abont them if To-day be sweet ?"—OMAR KHAYYAM. " Malleiii neseire ftttura."—OVID. Read on, boy—bnt... | |
 | Horace - 1870 - 442 pagina’s
...ever yet made haste enough to live. Ibid. B, II. 50. Translated by Cowley. Essay on Procrastination. Ah, fill the cup ! What boots it to repeat, How Time...Yesterday, Why fret about them, if To-day be sweet ? OMAK KHAYYAM. Fortune, who with malicious glee Her merciless vocation plies, Benignly smiling now... | |
 | Theodore Martin - 1875 - 228 pagina’s
...unaccompanied by her twin sister Fear. Like the Persian poet, Omar Khayyam, this is ever in his thoughts — " What boots it to repeat, How Time is slipping underneath...Yesterday, Why fret about them if To-day be sweet 3 " To-day — that alone is ours. Let us welcome and note what it brings, and, if good, enjoy it ;... | |
 | Literary curiosities - 1876 - 386 pagina’s
...; So live that, sinking in thy last long sleep, Calm thou may'st smile, while all around thee weep. What boots it to repeat How time is slipping underneath...Yesterday, Why fret about them if To-day be sweet? HEALTH. THE surest road to health, say what they will Is never to suppose we shall be ill. Most of... | |
 | William Lucas Collins - 1877 - 424 pagina’s
...unaccompanied by her twin sister Fear. Like the Persian poet, Omar Khayyam, this is ever in his thoughts — " What boots it to repeat, How Time is slipping underneath...Yesterday, Why fret about them if To-day be sweet ? " To-day — that alone is ours. Let us welcome and note what it brings, and, if good, enjoy it ;... | |
 | 1878 - 832 pagina’s
...Tower of Darkness cries, ' Fools ! your reward is neither here nor there. ' " Ah, fill the cup I— what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath...Yesterday, Why fret about them if To-day be sweet?" The sense of a hard, unfeeling fate hung like a cloud over these men, paralysing all upward effort.... | |
 | Edward Sell - 1880 - 376 pagina’s
...taste — The" stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the dawn of nothing — oh, make haste ! Ah, fill the cup : — what boots it to repeat How...Yesterday, Why fret about them if To-day be sweet. 354824A Omar held to the earthly and the material. For him there was no spiritual world. Chance seemed... | |
 | William Alexander Clouston - 1881 - 564 pagina’s
...sentiment of the old Arab poet finds a parallel in the following verse, from the Persian of Omar Khayyam : What boots it to repeat How time is slipping underneath...To-Morrow, and dead Yesterday — Why fret about them if To- Day be sweet? " Poets of all ages," remarks Nott, in his " Select Odes of Hafiz, " "and particularly... | |
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Ah, fill the Cup: - what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath our Feet: Unborn TO-MORROW, and dead YESTERDAY, Why fret about them if TO-DAY be sweet! 
