Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness—And Wilderness is Paradise enow.
Poet, mathematician, astronomer
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness—And Wilderness is Paradise enow.
Poet, mathematician, astronomer
Rubaiyat, Stanza 12 (variant)
c. 11th-12th Century
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Humorous