Edward FitzGerald

The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám: 6

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And David’s lips are lockt; but in divine
High—piping Pehlevi, with “Wine! Wine! Wine!
     Red Wine!”—the Nightingale cries to the Rose
That sallow cheek of hers t’ incarnadine.
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