The Fire that on my bosom burns, Is not the Fire of Hell; But the Fire of Love, that turns My Soul into a Bell.
Poet, mathematician, astronomer
The Fire that on my bosom burns, Is not the Fire of Hell; But the Fire of Love, that turns My Soul into a Bell.
Poet, mathematician, astronomer
Attributed, less certain source than Rubaiyat
c. 11th-12th century
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