Earth then an endless Tabernacle drew Of Him whose coming none can tell, nor who, To fill the Bowl where now we pour the Wine, Before we too into the Dust shall strew.
Poet, mathematician, astronomer
Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, Stanza XXXV
c. 11th-12th century
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