When life has been drunk to the dregs,
whether at home or abroad;
and its full measure used up,
whether it’s been bitter or sweet;
have some wine,
since after you and me,
the moon will go on
waxing and waning
from crescent to full.
Translated by Juan Cole
from Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat, [pdf] Whinfield 134
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