11 With me along the strip of Herbage strown That just divides the deser...

10 Well, let it take them! What have we to do with Kaikobád the Great or...

9 Each Morn a thousand Rose brings, you say; Yes, but where leaves the R...

8 Whether at Naishapur or Babylon, Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter ...

7 Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your Winter-garment of R...

6 And David's lips are lockt; but in divine High-piping pehleví, with "w...

5 Iram indeed is gone with all his Rose, And Jamshyd's Sev'n-ring'd Cup ...

4 Now the New Year reviving old Desires, The thoughtful Soul to Solitude...

3 And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before The Tavern shouted—"Open...