FitzGerald's second edition (1868)
Stanza 1
Wake! For the Sun behind yon Eastern height
Has chased the Session of the Stars from Night,
And, to the field of Heav'n ascending, strikes
The Sultán's Turret with a Shaft of Light.
Stanza 2
Before the phantom of False morning died,
Methought a Voice within the Tavern cried,
“When all the Temple is prepared within,
“Why lags the drowsy Worshipper outside?”
Stanza 3
And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before
The Tavern shouted—“Open then the Door!
“You know how little while we have to stay,
“And, once departed, may return no more.”
Stanza 4
Now the New Year reviving old Desires,
The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires,
Where the White Hand of Moses on the Bough
Puts out, and Jesus from the Ground suspires.
Stanza 5
Iram indeed is gone with all his Rose,
And Jamshýd's Sev'n-ring'd Cup where no one knows;
But still a Ruby gushes from the Vine,
And many a Garden by the Water blows.
Stanza 6
And David's lips are lockt; but in divine
High-piping Péhlevi, with “Wine! Wine! Wine!
“Red Wine!”—the Nightingale cries to the Rose
That sallow cheek of her's to incarnadine.
Stanza 7
Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring
Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter—and the Bird is on the Wing.
Stanza 8
Whether at Naishápúr or Babylon,
Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run,
The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop,
The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.
Stanza 9
Morning a thousand Roses brings, you say;
Yes, but where leaves the Rose of yesterday?
And this first Summer month that brings the Rose
Shall take Jamshýd and Kaikobád away.
Stanza 10
Well, let it take them! What have we to do
With Kaikobád the Great, or Kaikhosrú?
Let Rustum cry “To Battle!” as he likes,
Or Hátim Tai “To Supper!”—heed not you.
Stanza 11
With me along the strip of Herbage strown
That just divides the desert from the sown,
Where name of Slave and Sultán is forgot—
And Peace to Máhmúd on his golden Throne!
Stanza 12
Here with a little Bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse—and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness—
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Stanza 13
Some for the Glories of This World; and some
Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come;
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Promise go,
Nor heed the music of a distant Drum!
Stanza 14
Were it not Folly, Spider-like to spin
The Thread of present Life away to win
What? for ourselves, who know not if we shall
Breathe out the very Breath we now breathe in!
Stanza 15
Look to the blowing Rose about us—“Lo,
“Laughing,” she says, “into the world I blow:
“At once the silken tassel of my Purse
“Tear, and its Treasure on the Garden throw.”
Stanza 16
For those who husbanded the Golden grain,
And those who flung it to the winds like Rain,
Alike to no such aureate Earth are turn'd
As, buried once, Men want dug up again.
Stanza 17
The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon
Turns Ashes—or it prospers; and anon,
Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face,
Lighting a little hour or two—was gone.
Stanza 18
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultán after Sultán with his Pomp
Abode his destin'd Hour, and went his way.
Stanza 19
They say the Lion and the Lizard keep
The Courts where Jamshýd gloried and drank deep:
And Bahrám, that great Hunter—the Wild Ass
Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep.
Stanza 20
The Palace that to Heav'n his pillars threw,
And Kings the forehead on his threshold drew—
I saw the solitary Ringdove there,
And “Coo, coo, coo,” she cried; and “Coo, coo, coo.”
Stanza 21
Ah, my Belovéd, fill the Cup that clears
To-day of past Regrets and future Fears:
To-morrow!—Why, To-morrow I may be
Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n thousand Years.
Stanza 22
For some we loved, the loveliest and the best
That from his Vintage rolling Time has prest,
Have drunk their Cup a Round or two before,
And one by one crept silently to rest.
Stanza 23
And we, that now make merry in the Room
They left, and Summer dresses in new Bloom,
Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth
Descend, ourselves to make a Couch—for whom?
Stanza 24
I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Cæsar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
Stanza 25
And this delightful Herb whose living Green
Fledges the River's Lip on which we lean—
Ah, lean upon it lightly! for who knows
From what once lovely Lip it springs unseen!
Stanza 26
Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend,
Before we too into the Dust descend;
Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie,
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!
Stanza 27
Alike for those who for To-day prepare,
And those that after some To-morrow stare,
A Muezzín from the Tower of Darkness cries,
“Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There!”
Stanza 28
Another Voice, when I am sleeping, cries,
“The Flower should open with the Morning skies.”
And a retreating Whisper, as I wake—
“The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.”
Stanza 29
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd
Of the Two Worlds so learnedly, are thrust
Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn
Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust.
Stanza 30
Myself when young did eagerly frequent
Doctor and Saint, and heard great Argument
About it and about: but evermore
Came out by the same Door as in I went.
Stanza 31
With them the seed of Wisdom did I sow,
And with my own hand wrought to make it grow:
And this was all the Harvest that I reap'd—
“I came like Water, and like Wind I go.”
Stanza 32
Into this Universe, and Why not knowing,
Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing:
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.
Stanza 33
What, without asking, hither hurried Whence?
And, without asking, Whither hurried hence!
Ah, contrite Heav'n endowed us with the Vine
To drug the memory of that insolence!
Stanza 34
Up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate
I rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate,
And many Knots unravel'd by the Road;
But not the Master-Knot of Human Fate.
Stanza 35
There was the Door to which I found no Key:
There was the Veil through which I could not see:
Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee
There was—and then no more of Thee and Me.
Stanza 36
Earth could not answer; nor the Seas that mourn
In flowing Purple, of their Lord forlorn;
Nor Heav'n, with those eternal Signs reveal'd
And hidden by the sleeve of Night and Morn.
Stanza 37
Then of the Thee in Me who works behind
The Veil of Universe I cried to find
A Lamp to guide me through the Darkness; and
Something then said—“An Understanding blind.”
Stanza 38
Then to the Lip of this poor earthen Urn
I lean'd, the secret Well of Life to learn:
And Lip to Lip it murmur'd—“While you live,
“Drink!—for, once dead, you never shall return.”
Stanza 39
I think the Vessel, that with fugitive
Articulation answer'd, once did live,
And drink; and that impassive Lip I kiss'd,
How many Kisses might it take—and give!
Stanza 40
For I remember stopping by the way
To watch a Potter thumping his wet Clay:
And with its all-obliterated Tongue
It murmur'd—“Gently, Brother, gently, pray!”
Stanza 41
For has not such a Story from of Old
Down Man's successive generations roll'd
Of such a clod of saturated Earth
Cast by the Maker into Human mould?
Stanza 42
And not a drop that from our Cups we throw
On the parcht herbage but may steal below
To quench the fire of Anguish in some Eye
There hidden—far beneath, and long ago.
Stanza 43
As then the Tulip for her wonted sup
Of Heavenly Vintage lifts her chalice up,
Do you, twin offspring of the soil, till Heav'n
To Earth invert you like an empty Cup.
Stanza 44
Do you, within your little hour of Grace,
The waving Cypress in your Arms enlace,
Before the Mother back into her arms
Fold, and dissolve you in a last embrace.
Stanza 45
And if the Cup you drink, the Lip you press,
End in what All begins and ends in—Yes;
Imagine then you are what heretofore
You were—hereafter you shall not be less.
Stanza 46
So when at last the Angel of the drink
Of Darkness finds you by the river-brink,
And, proffering his Cup, invites your Soul
Forth to your Lips to quaff it—do not shrink.
Stanza 47
And fear not lest Existence closing your
Account, should lose, or know the type no more;
The Eternal Sáki from that Bowl has pour'd
Millions of Bubbles like us, and will pour.
Stanza 48
When You and I behind the Veil are past,
Oh but the long long while the World shall last
Which of our Coming and Departure heeds
As much as Ocean of a pebble-cast.
Stanza 49
One Moment in Annihilation's Waste,
One Moment, of the Well of Life to taste—
The Stars are setting, and the Caravan
Draws to the Dawn of Nothing—Oh make haste!
Stanza 50
Would you that spangle of Existence spend
About the secret—quick about it, Friend!
A Hair, they say, divides the False and True—
And upon what, prithee, does Life depend?
Stanza 51
A Hair, they say, divides the False and True;
Yes; and a single Alif were the clue,
Could you but find it, to the Treasure-house,
And peradventure to The Master too;
Stanza 52
Whose secret Presence, through Creation's veins
Running, Quicksilver-like eludes your pains:
Taking all shapes from Máh to Máhi; and
They change and perish all—but He remains;
Stanza 53
A moment guess'd—then back behind the Fold
Immerst of Darkness round the Drama roll'd
Which, for the Pastime of Eternity,
He does Himself contrive, enact, behold.
Stanza 54
But if in vain, down on the stubborn floor
Of Earth, and up to Heav'n's unopening Door,
You gaze To-day, while You are You—how then
To-morrow, You when shall be You no more?
Stanza 55
Oh, plagued no more with Human or Divine
To-morrow's tangle to itself resign,
And lose your fingers in the tresses of
The Cypress-slender Minister of Wine.
Stanza 56
Waste not your Hour, nor in the vain pursuit
Of This and That endeavour and dispute;
Better he merry with the fruitful Grape
Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
Stanza 57
You know, my Friends, how bravely in my House
For a new Marriage I did make Carouse:
Divorced old barren Reason from my Bed,
And took the Daughter of the Vine to Spouse.
Stanza 58
For “Is” and “Is-not” though with Rule and Line,
And “Up-and-down” by Logic I define,
Of all that one should care to fathom, I
Was never deep in anything but—Wine.
Stanza 59
Ah, but my Computations, People say,
Have squared the Year to human compass, eh?
If so, by striking from the Calendar
Unborn To-morrow and dead Yesterday.
Stanza 60
And lately, by the Tavern Door agape,
Came shining through the Dusk an Angel Shape
Bearing a Vessel on his Shoulder; and
He bid me taste of it; and 'twas—the Grape!
Stanza 61
The Grape that can with Logic absolute
The Two-and-Seventy jarring Sects confute:
The sovereign Alchemist that in a trice
Life's leaden metal into Gold transmute:
Stanza 62
The mighty Mahmúd, Allah-breathing Lord,
That all the misbelieving and black Horde
Of Fears and Sorrows that infest the Soul
Scatters before him with his whirlwind Sword.
Stanza 63
Why, be this Juice the growth of God, who dare
Blaspheme the twisted tendril as a Snare?
A Blessing, we should use it, should we not?
And if a Curse—why, then, Who set it there?
Stanza 64
I must abjure the Balm of Life, I must,
Scared by some After-reckoning ta'en on trust,
Or lured with Hope of some Diviner Drink,
When the frail Cup is crumbled into Dust!
Stanza 65
If but the Vine and Love-abjuring Band
Are in the Prophet's Paradise to stand,
Alack, I doubt the Prophet's Paradise
Were empty as the hollow of one's Hand.
Stanza 66
Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise!
One thing at least is certain—This Life flies:
One thing is certain and the rest is lies;
The Flower that once is blown for ever dies.
Stanza 67
Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who
Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through
Not one returns to tell us of the Road,
Which to discover we must travel too.
Stanza 68
The Revelations of Devout and Learn'd
Who rose before us, and as Prophets burn'd,
Are all but Stories, which, awoke from Sleep
They told their fellows, and to Sleep return'd.
Stanza 69
Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside,
And naked on the Air of Heaven ride,
Is't not a shame—is't not a shame for him
So long in this Clay suburb to abide?
Stanza 70
But that is but a Tent wherein may rest
A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest;
The Sultan rises, and the dark Ferrásh
Strikes, and prepares it for another guest.
Stanza 71
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And after many days my Soul return'd
And said, “Behold, Myself am Heav'n and Hell:”
Stanza 72
Heav'n but the Vision of fulfill'd Desire,
And Hell the Shadow of a Soul on fire,
Cast on the Darkness into which Ourselves,
So late emerg'd from, shall so soon expire.
Stanza 73
We are no other than a moving row
Of visionary Shapes that come and go
Round with this Sun-illumin'd Lantern held
In Midnight by the Master of the Show;
Stanza 74
Impotent Pieces of the Game He plays
Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days;
Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays;
And one by one back in the Closet lays.
Stanza 75
The Ball no Question makes of Ayes and Noes,
But Right or Left as strikes the Player goes;
And He that toss'd you down into the Field,
He knows about it all—he knows—HE knows!
Stanza 76
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Stanza 77
For let Philosopher and Doctor preach
Of what they will, and what they will not—each
Is but one Link in an eternal Chain
That none can slip, nor break, nor over-reach.
Stanza 78
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.
Stanza 79
With Earth's first Clay They did the Last Man knead,
And then of the Last Harvest sow'd the Seed:
Yea, the first Morning of Creation wrote
What the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read.
Stanza 80
Yesterday This Day's Madness did prepare;
To-morrow's Silence, Triumph, or Despair:
Drink! for you know not whence you came, nor why:
Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
Stanza 81
I tell you this—When, started from the Goal,
Over the flaming shoulders of the Foal
Of Heav'n Parwín and Mushtari they flung,
In my predestin'd Plot of Dust and Soul.
Stanza 82
The Vine had struck a fibre: which about
If clings my Being—let the Dervish flout;
Of my Base metal may be filed a Key,
That shall unlock the Door he howls without.
Stanza 83
And this I know: whether the one True Light,
Kindle to Love, or Wrath-consume me quite,
One Flash of It within the Tavern caught
Better than in the Temple lost outright.
Stanza 84
What! out of senseless Nothing to provoke
A conscious Something to resent the yoke
Of unpermitted Pleasure, under pain
Of Everlasting Penalties, if broke!
Stanza 85
What! from his helpless Creature be repaid
Pure Gold for what he lent us dross-allay'd—
Sue for a Debt we never did contract,
And cannot answer—Oh the sorry trade!
Stanza 86
Nay, but, for terror of his wrathful Face,
I swear I will not call Injustice Grace;
Not one Good Fellow of the Tavern but
Would kick so poor a Coward from the place.
Stanza 87
Oh Thou, who didst with pitfall and with gin
Beset the Road I was to wander in,
Thou wilt not with Predestin'd Evil round
Enmesh, and then impute my Fall to Sin?
Stanza 88
Oh Thou, who Man of baser Earth didst make,
And ev'n with Paradise devise the Snake:
For all the Sin the Face of wretched Man
Is black with—Man's Forgiveness give—and take!
* * * * * *
Stanza 89
As under cover of departing Day
Slunk hunger-stricken Ramazán away,
Once more within the Potter's house alone
I stood, surrounded by the Shapes of Clay.
Stanza 90
And once again there gather'd a scarce heard
Whisper among them; as it were, the stirr'd
Ashes of some all but extinguisht Tongue,
Which mine ear kindled into living Word.
Stanza 91
Said one among them—“Surely not in vain,
“My Substance from the common Earth was ta'en,
“That He who subtly wrought me into Shape
“Should stamp me back to shapeless Earth again?”
Stanza 92
Another said, “Why, ne'er a peevish Boy
“Would break the Cup from which he drank in Joy;
“Shall He that of his own free Fancy made
“The Vessel, in an after-rage destroy!”
Stanza 93
None answer'd this; but after silence spake
Some Vessel of a more ungainly Make;
“They sneer at me for leaning all awry;
“What! did the Hand then of the Potter shake?”
Stanza 94
Thus with the Dead as with the Living, What?
And Why? so ready, but the Wherefor not,
One on a sudden peevishly exclaim'd,
“Which is the Potter, pray, and which the Pot?”
Stanza 95
Said one—“Folks of a surly Master tell,
“And daub his Visage with the Smoke of Hell;
“They talk of some sharp Trial of us—Pish!
“He's a Good Fellow, and 'twill all be well.”
Stanza 96
“Well,” said another, “Whoso will, let try,
“My Clay with long Oblivion is gone dry:
“But, fill me with the old familiar Juice,
“Methinks I might recover by-and-bye.”
Stanza 97
So while the Vessels one by one were speaking,
One spied the little Crescent all were seeking:
And then they jogg'd each other, “Brother! Brother!
“Now for the Porter's shoulder-knot a-creaking?
* * * * * *
Stanza 98
Ah, with the Grape my fading Life provide,
And wash my Body whence the Life has died,
And lay me, shrouded in the living Leaf,
By some not unfrequented Garden-side.
Stanza 99
Whither resorting from the vernal Heat
Shall Old Acquaintance Old Acquaintance greet,
Under the Branch that leans above the Wall
To shed his Blossom over head and feet.
Stanza 100
Then ev'n my buried Ashes such a snare
Of Vintage shall fling up into the Air,
As not a True-believer passing by
But shall be overtaken unaware;
Stanza 101
Indeed the Idols I have loved so long
Have done my credit in Men's eye much wrong:
Have drown'd my Glory in a shallow Cup,
And sold my Reputation for a Song.
Stanza 102
Indeed, indeed, Repentance oft before
I swore—but was I sober when I swore?
And then and then came Spring, and Rose-in-hand
My thread-bare Penitence apieces tore.
Stanza 103
And much as Wine has play'd the Infidel,
And robb'd me of my Robe of Honour—Well,
I often wonder what the Vintners buy
One half so precious as the ware they sell.
Stanza 104
Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose!
That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close!
The Nightingale that in the branches sang,
Ah whence, and whither flown again, who knows!
Stanza 105
Would but the Desert of the Fountain yield
One glimpse—if dimly, yet indeed, reveal'd,
Toward which the fainting Traveller might spring,
As springs the trampled herbage of the field!
Stanza 106
Oh if the World were but to re-create,
That we might catch ere closed the Book of Fate,
And make The Writer on a fairer leaf
Inscribe our names, or quite obliterate!
Stanza 107
Better, oh better, cancel from the Scroll
Of Universe one luckless Human Soul,
Than drop by drop enlarge the Flood that rolls
Hoarser with Anguish as the Ages roll.
Stanza 108
Ah Love! could thou and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits—and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!
Stanza 109
But see! The rising Moon of Heav'n again
Looks for us, Sweet-heart, through the quivering Plane:
How oft hereafter rising will she look
Among those leaves—for one of us in vain!
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- First edition 1859
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- Third edition 1872
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- fountain
- frail
- free
- frequent
- friend
- friends
- from
- fruit
- fruitful
- fugitive
- fulfill'd
- future
- game
- garden
- garden-side
- gate
- gather'd
- gaze
- generations
- gently
- gin
- give
- glass
- glimpse
- gloried
- glories
- glory
- go
- goal
- god
- goes
- gold
- golden
- gone
- good
- grace
- grain
- grape
- grasp
- grass
- great
- green
- greet
- ground
- grow
- growth
- guess'd
- guest
- guests
- guide
- gushes
- had
- hair
- half
- hand
- hands
- harvest
- has
- haste
- hátim
- have
- having
- he
- he's
- head
- heard
- heart's
- hearts
- heat
- heav'n
- heav'n's
- heaven
- heavenly
- heed
- heeds
- height
- held
- hell
- help
- helpless
- hence
- her
- her's
- herb
- herbage
- here
- hereafter
- heretofore
- hidden
- high-piping
- him
- himself
- his
- hither
- hoarser
- hollow
- honour
- hope
- hopes
- horde
- hour
- house
- how
- howls
- human
- hunger-stricken
- hunter
- hurried
- husbanded
- hyacinth
- i
- idols
- if
- imagine
- immerst
- impassive
- impotent
- impotently
- impute
- in
- incarnadine
- indeed
- infest
- infidel
- injustice
- inscribe
- insolence
- into
- invert
- inverted
- invisible
- invites
- irám
- is
- is't
- is-not
- it
- its
- itself
- jamshýd
- jamshýd's
- jarring
- jesus
- jogg'd
- joy
- joyous
- juice
- just
- kaikhosrú
- kaikobád
- keep
- keeps
- key
- kick
- kindle
- kindled
- kings
- kiss'd
- kisses
- knead
- knots
- know
- knowing
- knows
- lags
- lamp
- lantern
- lap
- last
- late
- lately
- laughing
- lay
- lays
- leaden
- leaf
- lean
- lean'd
- leaning
- leans
- learn
- learn'd
- learnedly
- least
- leaves
- left
- lent
- less
- lest
- let
- letter
- lie
- lies
- life
- life's
- lift
- lifts
- light
- lighting
- lightly
- like
- likes
- line
- link
- lion
- lip
- lips
- little
- live
- living
- lizard
- lo
- lockt
- logic
- long
- look
- looks
- lord
- lose
- lost
- love
- love-abjuring
- loved
- loveliest
- lovely
- luckless
- lure
- lured
- made
- madness
- máh
- máhi
- máhmúd
- make
- maker
- makes
- man
- man's
- manuscript
- many
- marriage
- master
- master-knot
- may
- me
- memory
- men
- men's
- merry
- metal
- methinks
- methought
- midnight
- might
- mighty
- millions
- mine
- minister
- misbelieving
- moment
- month
- moon
- more
- morn
- morning
- moses
- most
- mother
- mould
- mourn
- mouths
- moves
- moving
- much
- muezzín
- murmur'd
- mushtari
- music
- must
- my
- myriads
- myself
- naishápúr
- naked
- name
- names
- nay
- ne'er
- nearer
- neither
- never
- new
- night
- nightingale
- nights
- no
- noes
- none
- nor
- not
- nothing
- now
- o'er
- obliterate
- oblivion
- ocean
- of
- offspring
- oft
- often
- oh
- old
- on
- once
- one
- one's
- oozing
- open
- or
- other
- our
- ourselves
- out
- outright
- outside
- over
- over-reach
- overtaken
- own
- pain
- pains
- palace
- paradise
- parcht
- parwín
- pass
- pass'd
- passing
- past
- pastime
- peace
- pebble-cast
- peevish
- peevishly
- péhlevi
- penalties
- penitence
- people
- peradventure
- perish
- phantom
- philosopher
- pieces
- piety
- pillars
- pish
- pitfall
- place
- plagued
- plane
- play'd
- player
- plays
- pleasure
- plot
- pomp
- poor
- portals
- porter's
- pot
- potter
- potter's
- pour
- pour'd
- pray
- preach
- precious
- predestin'd
- prepare
- prepared
- prepares
- presence
- present
- press
- prest
- prithee
- proffering
- promise
- prophet's
- prophets
- prospers
- provide
- provoke
- pure
- purple
- purse
- pursuit
- puts
- quaff
- quench
- question
- quick
- quicksilver-like
- quite
- quivering
- rain
- ramazán
- re-create
- re-mould
- reach
- read
- ready
- realm
- reap'd
- reason
- reckoning
- recover
- red
- regrets
- remains
- remember
- repaid
- repentance
- reputation
- resent
- resign
- resorting
- rest
- retires
- retreating
- return
- return'd
- returns
- reveal'd
- revelations
- reviving
- reward
- ride
- right
- ringdove
- rises
- rising
- river's
- river-brink
- road
- robb'd
- robe
- roll
- roll'd
- rolling
- rolls
- room
- rose
- rose-in-hand
- roses
- round
- row
- ruby
- rule
- run
- running
- rustum
- sadden
- sages
- said
- saint
- saints
- sáki
- sallow
- same
- sang
- sans
- sate
- saturated
- saturn
- saw
- say
- says
- scarce
- scared
- scatter'd
- scatters
- scheme
- scorn
- scroll
- seas
- secret
- sects
- see
- seed
- seeking
- sell
- senseless
- sent
- session
- set
- setting
- sev'n
- sev'n-ring'd
- seventh
- shadow
- shaft
- shake
- shall
- shallow
- shame
- shape
- shapeless
- shapes
- sharp
- shatter
- she
- shed
- shining
- should
- shoulder
- shoulder-knot
- shoulders
- shouted
- show
- shrink
- shrouded
- sigh
- signs
- silence
- silently
- silken
- silver
- sin
- singer
- singing
- single
- skies
- sky
- slave
- slays
- sleep
- sleeping
- sleeve
- slip
- slunk
- smoke
- snake
- snare
- sneer
- snow
- so
- sober
- soil
- sold
- solitary
- solitude
- some
- something
- sometimes
- song
- soon
- sorrows
- sorry
- soul
- sovereign
- sow
- sow'd
- sown
- spake
- spangle
- speaking
- spell
- spend
- spider-like
- spied
- spin
- spot
- spouse
- spring
- springs
- squared
- stamp
- stamps
- stand
- star-scatter'd
- stare
- stars
- started
- stay
- steal
- still
- stirr'd
- stood
- stopping
- stopt
- stories
- story
- strange
- strikes
- striking
- strip
- strown
- struck
- stubborn
- substance
- subtly
- suburb
- successive
- such
- sudden
- sue
- sultán
- sultán's
- summer
- sun
- sun-illumin'd
- sup
- supper
- surely
- surly
- surrounded
- suspires
- swear
- sweet
- sweet-heart
- sweet-scented
- sword
- swore
- ta'en
- tai
- take
- taking
- talk
- tangle
- tassel
- taste
- tavern
- tear
- tears
- tell
- temple
- tendril
- tent
- terror
- than
- that
- the
- thee
- their
- them
- then
- there
- they
- thing
- things
- think
- this
- thither
- those
- thou
- though
- thoughtful
- thousand
- thread
- thread-bare
- threats
- threshold
- threw
- throne
- through
- throw
- thrust
- thumping
- thus
- thy
- till
- time
- to
- to-day
- to-morrow
- to-morrow's
- told
- tongue
- too
- took
- tore
- toss'd
- toward
- tower
- trade
- trampled
- transmute
- travel
- traveller
- treasure
- treasure-house
- tresses
- trial
- trice
- triumph
- true
- true-believer
- trust
- try
- tulip
- turn
- turn'd
- turns
- turret
- twin
- twisted
- two
- two-and-seventy
- type
- unaware
- unborn
- under
- understanding
- unfrequented
- ungainly
- universe
- unlock
- unopening
- unpermitted
- unravel'd
- unseen
- up
- up-and-down
- upon
- urn
- us
- use
- vain
- vanish
- veil
- veins
- vernal
- verse
- very
- vessel
- vessels
- vine
- vintage
- vintners
- visage
- vision
- visionary
- voice
- wake
- wall
- wander
- want
- ware
- was
- wash
- waste
- watch
- water
- waving
- way
- we
- wears
- well
- went
- were
- wet
- what
- when
- whence
- where
- wherefor
- wherein
- whereunder
- whether
- which
- while
- whirlwind
- whisper
- white
- whither
- who
- whom
- whose
- whoso
- why
- wild
- wilderness
- will
- willy-nilly
- wilt
- win
- wind
- winds
- wine
- wing
- winter-garment
- wisdom
- wit
- with
- within
- without
- wonder
- wonted
- word
- words
- works
- world
- worldly
- worlds
- worshipper
- would
- wrath-consume
- wrathful
- wretched
- writ
- writer
- writes
- wrong
- wrote
- wrought
- yea
- year
- years
- yes
- yesterday
- yesterday's
- yet
- yield
- yoke
- yon
- you
- young
- your
- yourself
- youth's
- —
- “
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