Rubaiyat Pillows

88th Quatrain - Edmund Dulac The 88th Quatrain And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we live and die, Lift not your hands to It for help - for It As impotently rolls as you or I

Quatrain V Irám indeed is gone with all its Rose, And Jamshýd's Sev'n-ring'd Cup where no one knows; But still the Vine her ancient Ruby yields, And still a Garden by the Water blows. Please see my shop for more of the "Rubaiyat of Omar Kayyim":https://www.redbubble.com/people/forgottenbeauty/shop/rubaiyat?asc=u.

Quatrain XVI Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose Doorways are alternate Night and Day, How Sultán after Sultán with his Pomp Abode his Hour or two, and went his way. Please see my shop for more of the "Rubaiyat of Omar Kayyim":https://www.redbubble.com/people/forgottenbeauty/shop/rubaiyat?asc=u.

The Tower of Darkness - Edmund Dulac The 27th Quatrain - The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam Alike for those who for To-DAY prepare, And those that after some To-morrow stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries, "Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There!"

The 110th Quatrain - Edmund Dulac for the Rubaiyat And when Yourself with silver Foot shall pass Among the Guests Star-scatter'd on the Grass, And in your joyous errand rench the spot Where I made One - turn down an empty Glass!

Roll of Fate - Walter Crane Would that some winged angel ere too late Arrest the yet unfolded Roll of Fate, And make the stern Recorder otherwise Enregister, or quite obliterate!' Ah love! Could you and I with him conspire To grasp this sorry scheme of things entire, Would we not shatter it to bits - and then Remould it nearer to the heart's desire!- Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám