Thoughts on the Middle East, History and Religion
Posted on 09/11/2012 by Juan Cole
When you next hold a party, my dear friends,
rejoicing in how stylish you all are;
and when the waitress pours the Shiraz wine,
remember poor me in your evening prayers!
Translated by Juan Cole
from Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat, [pdf] Whinfield 205
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Didn’t get the last sentence. Why remember Poor Khiyam. Does he mean it since missing it or is he condemning their act?
He’s not able to be with them for whatever reason. An Auld Lang Syne kind of poem.