“I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.”– Omar Khayyám, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
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Beautiful poetry. I have heard of it but never read it. It must go on the list.
It is a really nice poem and love it too.