We are no other than a moving row Of Magic Shadow-shapes that come and go Round with the Sun-illumined Lantern held In Midnight by the Master of the Show;
Poet, mathematician, astronomer
Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, Stanza LXVIII (variant)
c. 11th-12th century
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