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Edward Fitzgerald
English
Poet
About the author
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Garden
Think then you are Today what Yesterday you were - Tomorrow you shall not be less.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Today
#Tomorrow
#Yesterday
The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Life
#Wine
The Ball no question makes of Ayes and Noes, But Here or There as strikes the Player goes.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Question
Taste is the feminine of genius.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Genius
#Taste
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.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Darkness
#Road
#Travel
If you can prove to me that one miracle took place, I will believe he is a just God who damned us all because a woman ate an apple.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#God
#Will
#Woman
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 your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Word
#Wit
#Tears
#Piety
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Wind
#Water
I am all for the short and merry life.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Life
And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Wonder
#Honor
#Wine
Ah, take the Cash in hand and waive the Rest.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Rest
A book of verses underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread-and thou.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Wine
There was the Door to which I found no key; There was the Veil through which I might see.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Key
I come like Water, and like Wind I go.
Edward Fitzgerald,
English
Poet
#Wind
#Water