This jug did once, like me, love's sorrows taste, And bonds of beauty's tresses once embraced, This handle, which you see upon its side, Has many a time twined round a slender waist! 32. Bl. C. L. N. A. B. I. J. 33. Days changed to nights, ere you were born, or I, And on its business ever rolled the sky; See you tread gently on this dust--perchance 'Twas once the apple of some beauty's eye. 33. C. L. N. A. I. J. 34. Pagodas, just as mosques, are homes of prayer, 'Tis prayer that church-bells chime unto the air, Yea, Church and Ka'ba, Rosary and Cross Are all but divers tongues of world-wide prayer. 34. Bl. C. L. N. A. I. J. Meaning, forms of faith are indifferent. 35. 'Twas writ at first, whatever was to be, By pen, unheeding bliss or misery, Yea, writ upon the tablet once for all, To murmur or resist is vanity. 35. C. L. N. A. B. I. J. Meaning, fate is heartless and resistless. 36. There is a mystery I know full well, Which to all, good and bad, I cannot tell; My words are dark, but I cannot unfold The secrets of the «station» where I dwell. 36. Bl. C. L. N. A. I. J. _Hale_, a state of ecstasy. 37. No base or light-weight coins pass current here, Of such a broom has swept our dwelling clear Forth from the tavern comes a sage and cries, «Drink! for ye all must sleep through ages drear» 37. Bl. L. N. Meaning, Mullahs' fables will not go down with us. 38. With outward seeming we can cheat mankind, But to God's will we can but be resigned, The deepest wiles my cunning e'er devised, To balk resistless fate no way could find. 38. L. N. Meaning, weakness of human rule compared to the strength of Divine decrees. 39. Is a friend faithless? spurn him as a foe; Upon trustworthy foes respect bestow; Hold healing poison for an antidote, And baneful sweets for deadly eisel know. 39. L. N. These gnomical epigrams are not common in Khayyam. 40. No heart is there but bleeds when torn from Thee, No sight so clear but craves Thy face to see; And though perchance Thou carest not for them, No soul is there but pines with care for Thee. 40. C. L. N. A. I. J. _Jigar_, the liver, was considered to be the seat of love. 41. Sobriety doth dry up all delight, And drunkenness doth drown my sense outright; There is a middle state, it is my life, Not altogether drunk, nor sober quite. 41. C. N. I. _Masti_ o: scan _mastiyo_. The Epicurean golden mean. See Ecclesiastes, vii, 16, 17. 42. Behold these cups! Can He who deigned to make them, In wanton freak let ruin overtake them, So many shapely feet and hands and heads,-- What love drives Him to make, what wrath to break them? 42. C. N. A. B. I. J. _Pryalae_, a cup. So Job, «Thy hands have made me, yet thou dost destroy me.» 43.