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+The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám Jr.
+
+
+Translated from the Original Bornese into English Verse by
+Wallace Irwin
+author of "The Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum,"
+
+
+
+with eight illustrations and cover design by
+Gelett Burgess
+
+
+
+
+Introduction
+
+
+
+Since the publication of Edward Fitzgerald's classic translation of the
+Rubaiyat in 1851 - or rather since its general popularity several years
+later - poets minor and major have been rendering the sincerest form of
+flattery to the genius of the Irishman who brought Persia into the best
+regulated families. Unfortunately there was only one Omar and there were
+scores of imitators who, in order to make the Astronomer go round, were
+obliged to draw him out to the thinness of Balzac's Magic Skin. While
+all this was going on, the present Editor was forced to conclude that
+the burning literary need was not for more translators, but for more
+Omars to translate; and what was his surprise to note that the work of a
+later and superior Omar Khayyam was lying undiscovered in the wilds of
+Borneo! Here, indeed, was a sensation in the world of letters - a
+revelation as thrilling as the disinterment of Ossian's forgotten songs
+- the discovery of an unsubmerged Atlantis. While some stout Cortez more
+worthy than the Editor might have stood on this new Darien and gazed
+over the sleeping demesne of Omar Khayyam, Jr., he had, so to speak, the
+advantage of being first on the ground, and to him fell the duty, nolens
+volens, of lifting the rare philosophy out of the Erebus that had so
+long cloaked it in obscurity.
+
+It is still a matter of surprise to the Editor that the discovery of
+these Rubaiyat should have been left to this late date, when in
+sentiment and philosophy they have points of superiority over the
+quatrains of the first Omar of Naishapur. The genius of the East has,
+indeed, ever been slow to reveal itself in the West. It took a Crusade
+to bring to our knowledge anything of the schöner Geist of the Orient;
+and it was not until the day of Matthew Arnold that the Epic of
+Persia[1] was brought into the proper realm of English poesy. What
+wonder, then, that not until the first Omaric madness had passed away
+were the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, Jr., lifted into the light after an
+infinity of sudor et labor spent in excavating under the 9,000 irregular
+verbs, 80 declensions, and 41 exceptions to every rule which go to make
+the ancient Mango-Bornese dialect in which the poem was originally
+written, foremost among the dead languages!
+
+Although little is known of the life of Omar Khayyam the elder, the
+details of his private career are far more complete than those of his
+son, Omar Khayyam, Jr. In fact, many historians have been so careless as
+to have entirely omitted mention of the existence of such a person as
+the younger Omar. Comparative records of the two languages, however,
+show plainly how the mantle was handed from the Father to the Son, and
+how it became the commendable duty of the second generation to correct
+and improve upon the first.
+
+Omar Khayyam died in the early part of the eleventh century, having sold
+his poems profitably, with the proceeds of which he established taverns
+throughout the length and breadth of Persia. Omar died in the height of
+his popularity, but shortly after his death the city of Naishapur became
+a temperance town. Even yet the younger Omar might have lived and sung
+at Naishapur had not a fanatical sect of Sufi women, taking advantage of
+the increasing respectability of the once jovial city, risen in a body
+against the house of Omar and literally razed it to the ground with the
+aid of hatchets, which were at that time the peculiar weapon of the sex
+and sect. It is said that the younger Omar, who was then a youth, was
+obliged to flee from the wrath of the Good Government Propagandists and
+to take abode in a distant city. For some time he wandered about Persia
+in a destitute condition, plying the hereditary trade of tent-maker, but
+at length poverty compelled him to quit his native country for good and
+to try his fortunes in a land so remote that the dissolute record of his
+parent could no longer hound him. Borneo was the island to which the
+poet fled, and here the historian finds him some years later prospering
+in the world's goods and greatly reverenced by the inhabitants. Although
+Omar, Jr., was undoubtedly the greatest man that Borneo has yet
+produced, he must not be confused in the mind of the reader with the
+Wild Man of Borneo, who, although himself a poet, was a man of far less
+culture than the author of the present Rubaiyat.
+
+While not a Good Templar, the younger Omar showed a commendable tendency
+toward reform. The sensitive Soul of the poet was ever cankered with the
+thought that his father's jovial habits had put him in a false position,
+and that it was his filial duty to retrieve the family reputation. It
+was his life work to inculcate into the semi-barbaric minds of the
+people with whom he had taken abode the thought that the alcoholic
+pleasures of his father were false joys, and that (as sung in number
+VI), -
+
+"There's Comfort only in the Smoking Car."
+
+In Tobacco the son found a lasting and comparatively harmless substitute
+for the Wine, which, none can doubt, caused the elder Omar to complain
+so bitterly, -
+
+"Indeed, the Idols I have loved so long
+Have done my credit in Men's eyes much wrong.''
+
+Note the cheerfulness with which the Son answers the Father in a stanza
+which may be taken as a key to his Reformatory Philosophy,
+
+"O foozied Poetasters, fogged with Wine,
+Who to your Orgies bid the Muses Nine,
+Go bid them then, but leave to me, the Tenth
+Whose name is Nicotine, for she is mine!''
+
+Quite in accordance with his policy of improving on his father's rakish
+Muse was the frequent endorsement of the beautiful and harmless practice
+of kissing. The kiss is mentioned some forty-eight times in the present
+work, and in the nine hundred untranslated Rubaiyat, two hundred and ten
+more kisses occur, making a grand total of two hundred and fifty-eight
+Omaric kisses -
+
+"Enough! - of Kisses can there be Enough?"
+
+It may be truly said that the Father left the discovery of Woman to his
+Son, for nowhere in the Rubaiyat of Naishapur's poet is full justice
+done to the charms of the fair. Even in his most ardent passages old
+Omar uttered no more than a eulogy to Friendship.
+
+Where the philosophy of the elder Omar was bacchanalian and epicurean,
+that of the Son was tobacchanalian and eclectic, allowing excess only in
+moderation, as it were, and countenancing nothing more violent than
+poetic license. However, we are led to believe that the tastes of his
+time called for a certain mild sensuality as the gustatio to a feast of
+reason, and had Omar Khayyam lived in our own day he would doubtless
+have agreed with a reverend Erlington and Bosworth Professor in the
+University of Cambridge who boldly asserts that the literature redolent
+of nothing but the glories of asceticism "deserves the credit due to
+goodness of intention, and nothing else."
+
+Due doubtless to the preservative influence of smoke Omar Khayyam, Jr.,
+was enabled to live to the hale age of one hundred and seven, and to go
+to an apotheosis fully worthy his greatness. Among the native
+chroniclers the quatrain (number XCVIII) -
+
+"Then let the balmed Tobacco be my Sheath,
+The ardent Weed above me and beneath,
+And let me like a living Incense rise,
+A Fifty-Cent Cigar between my Teeth,"
+
+has been the source of much relentless debate. By some it is held that
+this stanza is prophetic in its nature, foreseeing the transcendent
+miracle of the poet's death; by others it is as stoutly maintained that
+the poet in the above lines decreed that his work should be preserved
+and handed down to posterity in a wrapping of tobacco. The Editor is
+inclined to the belief that there is much truth in both opinions, for
+the parchment, when it came to hand, was stained and scented from its
+wrappings of Virginia and Perique; and the manner of the poet's death
+marks Number XCI as another remarkable instance of the clairvoyance of
+the Muse. To quote from the quaint words of the native chronicler: -
+
+"For while the Volcanic Singer was seated one day in the shade of a
+banyan tree, fresh cigars and abandoned stumps surrounding him like the
+little hills that climb the mountain, he nodded and fell asleep, still
+puffing lustily at a panatella, sweet and black. Now the poet's beard
+was long and his sleep deep, and as the weed grew shorter with each
+ecstatic puff, the little brand of fire drew closer and closer to the
+beautiful hairy mantle that fell from the poet's chin. That day the
+Island was wrapped in a light gauze of blue mist, an exotic smoke that
+was a blessing to the nostrils. It suffused the whole Island from end to
+end, and reminded the happy inhabitants of the Cigars of Nirvana, grown
+in some Plantation of the Blessed. When the smoke had passed and our
+heads were cleared of the narcotic fumes, we hastened to the spot where
+our good master had loved to sit; but there naught remained but a great
+heap of white ashes, sitting among the pipes and cigars that had
+inspired his song. Thus he died as he lived, an ardent smoker." W. I.
+
+
+
+[1] "Sohrab and Rustam'' being a fragment of the Persian epic.
+
+
+
+The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám, Jr.
+
+
+
+He lets me have good tobacco, and he does not
+Sophisticate it with sack-lees or oil,
+Nor washes it in muscadel and grains,
+Nor buries it in gravel underground,
+Wrapped up in greasy leather or sour clouts;
+But keeps it in fine lily-pots, that, opened,
+Smell like conserve of roses or French beans.
+
+Jonson. (The Alchemist.)
+
+
+
+Therefore, O Love, because to all Life's plans
+And projects some promotion thou impartest,
+Thou still hast many zealous artisans,
+Tho' not one artist.
+
+Owen Meredith. (Marah.)
+
+
+
+The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám, Jr.
+
+
+
+I
+
+
+
+Avaunt, acerbid Brat of Death, that sours
+The Milk of Life and blasts the nascent Flowers!
+Back to your morbid, mouldering Cairns, and let
+Me do my worrying in Office Hours!
+
+
+
+II
+
+
+
+What though Gorgona at the Portal knocks
+And charms the squamiest Serpent in her Locks -
+I wear tobacchanalian Wreaths of Smoke
+And there are more Perfectos in the box.
+
+
+
+III
+
+
+
+Now the New Year, reviving old Desires,
+The craving Phoenix rises from its Fires.
+Indeed, indeed Repentance oft I swore,
+But last Year's Pledge with this New Year expires.
+
+
+
+IV
+
+
+
+Mark how Havana's sensuous-philtred Mead
+Dispels the cackling Hag of Night at Need,
+And, foggy-aureoled, the Smoke reveals
+The Poppy Flowers that blossom from the Weed.
+
+
+
+V
+
+
+
+Come, fill the Pipe, and in the Fire of Spring
+The Cuban Leaves upon the Embers fling,
+That in its Incense I may sermonize
+On Woman's Ways and all that sort of Thing.
+
+
+
+VI
+
+
+
+While the tired Dog Watch hailed the sea-merged Star
+I heard the Voice of Travellers from Afar
+Making Lament with many an Ivory Yawn,
+"There's Comfort only in the Smoking Car!"
+
+
+
+VII
+
+
+
+See, heavenly Zamperina, damselish,
+The Day has broken Night's unwholesome Dish,
+The Lark is up betimes to hail the Dawn,
+The Early Worm is up to catch the Fish.
+
+
+
+VIII
+
+
+
+Let us infest the Lintel of the Gloam
+And chase the Steeds from Morning's Hippodrome,
+And let Aurora's wastrel Wanderings be
+A good Excuse to stay away from Home.
+
+
+
+IX
+
+
+
+Ah, Love, th' Invisible Buskin at the Gate
+Illumes your Eyes that languored gaze and wait
+And in their Incandescence seem to ask
+The world-old Question: "Is my Hat On Straight?"
+
+
+
+X
+
+
+
+Than Basilisk or Nenuphar more fair,
+Your Locks with countless glistening Pendants glare,
+Then as the Fountain patters to the brim
+A hundred Hairpins tumble from your Hair.
+
+
+
+XI
+
+
+
+So let them scatter, jangled in Duress.
+What reckons Love of Hairpins more or less?
+Guard well your Heart and let the Hairpins go -
+To lose your Heart were arrant Carelessness.
+
+
+
+XII
+
+
+
+Acephalous Time to febrous Lengths bestirred
+Strips the lush Blossom and outstrips the Bird,
+Makes sweet the Wine - I cannot say the Same
+Of Women or of Songs that I have heard.
+
+
+
+XIII
+
+
+
+With me along that mezzotinted Zone
+Where Hymen Spring is hymning to his Own -
+See how grave Mahmud gambols on the Glebe
+And hangs the sign TO LET upon his Throne!
+
+
+
+XIV
+
+
+
+A Grand Piano underneath the Bough,
+A Gramophone, a Chinese Gong, and Thou
+Trying to sing an Anthem off the Key -
+Oh, Paradise were Wilderness enow?
+
+
+
+XV
+
+
+
+Chromatic Catches troll from yonder Hill
+Where Bill to Beak the Wren and Whip-poor-Will
+In deed and truth beshrew the Beldam Life
+Who kisses first and then presents the Bill.
+
+
+
+XVI
+
+
+
+As one who by the Sphinx delays a space
+And on her Shoulder finds a Resting Place,
+Breathes an awed Question in her stupored Ear.
+And lights a Sulphur Match upon her Face,
+
+
+
+XVII
+
+
+
+So unto Venus' Oracle in turn
+I leaned the Secret of my Love to learn.
+The Answering Riddle came: "She loves you, yes,
+In just Proportion to the Sum you Earn."
+
+
+
+XVIII
+
+
+
+Some by Eolian Aloes borne along
+Swound on the Dulcimer's reverbrant Thong;
+But I, who make my Mecca in a Kiss,
+Begrudge the Lips that waste their Time in Song.
+
+
+
+XIX
+
+
+
+Some clamour much for kisses, some for Few,
+Others deep sup, their Thirstings to renew,
+And mumble into Maunderings, but I,
+In Kissing, scorn the How Much for the Who.
+
+
+
+XX
+
+
+
+Svelte Zamperina's Lips incarnadine,
+And languored lifting, fasten unto mine,
+Their rubric Message giving Hint and Clew
+How frequently a Kiss in Time saves Nine.
+
+
+
+XXI
+
+
+
+Then swart Gorgona rears her snaky Zone
+Demanding Sip of Lip in poisonous Tone
+While back Abaft I cower, for well I wot
+A Face like that needs not a Chaperone.
+
+
+
+XXII
+
+
+
+The Fair of Vanity has many a Booth
+To sell its spangled Wares of Age and Youth;
+And there have I beheld the Wordlings buy
+Their Paris Gowns to clothe the Naked Truth.
+
+
+
+XXIII
+
+
+
+But cannot Beauty render Sin the less
+When Aphroditan Damosels transgress,
+Making the Error lovely with the Thought -
+A Dimple is its own Forgiviness?
+
+
+
+XXIV
+
+
+
+Into your Soul may truculent Daemons pass
+All hugger-mugger in that dun Morass,
+But while the Rouge is mantling to your Cheek,
+Nothing will chide you in your Looking-Glass.
+
+
+
+XXV
+
+
+
+Unto the Glass Gorgona torques her Eye
+Beholding there Ten Myriad Fragments fly,
+The Parts dispersing with lugubrious Din -
+Who will invent a Mirror that will lie?
+
+
+
+XXVI
+
+
+
+Oft have I heard the Cant of flattering Friend
+Admire my Forehead's Apollonic Bend,
+Then to the Glass I've wreathed my sad Regard -
+The Looking-Glass is candid to the End.
+
+
+
+XXVII
+
+
+
+Look to the Rose who, as I pass her by,
+Breathes the fond Attar-musk up to the Sky,
+Spreading her silken Blushes - does she know
+That I have come to smell and not to Buy?
+
+
+
+XXVIII
+
+
+
+Ah, Rose, assume a gentle Avarice
+And hoard the soft Allurements that entice;
+For One will come who holds the Golden Means
+To buy your Blushes at the Standard Price.
+
+
+
+XXIX
+
+
+
+Down to the Deeps of Sheol, anguish-torn,
+I've hurtled Beauty to a State forlorn,
+Beauty the Curse, - yet if a Curse it be,
+With what an Equanimity 'tis borne!
+
+
+
+XXX
+
+
+
+What shallow Guerdon of terrestrial Strife,
+For him who quits this Donjon Keep of Life,
+To read the World's expectant Epitaph:
+"He left a handsome Widow in his Wife!"
+
+
+
+XXXI
+
+
+
+Before the Dawn's Encroachment I awoke
+And heard again the bodeful Adage spoke:
+Society Engagements are like Eggs -
+You know not what's Inside them till they're Broke.
+
+
+
+XXXII
+
+
+
+Creation stands between the Won't and Will,
+Yes, and that Doubt Infinitude might fill -
+It took nine Tailors once to make a Man;
+It took nine more to make him pay the Bill.
+
+
+
+XXXIII
+
+
+
+The Thunderbolts of Heaven's potent Sway
+Gather and break, but never can dismay
+When Indestructible Resistless meets,
+The Please Remit confronts the Cannot Pay.
+
+
+
+XXXIV
+
+
+
+And true as Star and Star pursue their Course
+Must Rapture crumb to Ashes of Remorse:
+How many a Marriage License that is writ
+Has proved a legal Permit to Divorce!
+
+
+
+XXXV
+
+
+
+Myself when young did eagerly frequent
+A Woman's Club and heard great Argument
+Of crazy Cults and Creeds; but evermore
+'Twas by much Gossip of the Fashions rent.
+
+
+
+XXXVI
+
+
+
+In them the Seed of Wisdom did I sow,
+Speaking of Things a Woman ought to know.
+"Better than Years with Ibsen spent," I said,
+"One Evening with my Friend, Boccacio."
+
+
+
+XXXVII
+
+
+
+And that same Bard who strews rhythmatic Daisies
+And many a Female Heart discreetly crazes,
+Seek him not out, fair Maid, for oftentimes
+His Head is vastly Balder than his Phrases.
+
+
+
+XXXVIII
+
+
+
+Upon the Book of Time the Autocrat
+Has writ in Stars the fiery Idem Stat,
+Lettered the Riddle in the Lambent Suns -
+rather write than read a Book like that.
+
+
+
+XXXIX
+
+
+
+Better a meager Tome to sow the Seed
+Of errant Thought and Fancy's Lantern feed;
+Better a Penny Dreadful than the Book
+That sends you into Slumber when you read.
+
+
+
+XL
+
+
+
+And better still than these gorglorious Things
+The Briar's gracious Narcotine that clings
+To my ambrosial Temples till I wear
+A Halo-crown of vapoured Vortex Rings.
+
+
+
+XLI
+
+
+
+Virginia for the Pipe's sweet Charity,
+Havana for Cigars to solace me,
+And Turkey for the transient Cigarette -
+Was all I learned of my Geography.
+
+
+
+XLII
+
+
+
+Cigars I puff devoutly when I May,
+And when I Can the Pipe, another Day,
+And when I Must I browse on Cigarettes -
+Then, as you love me, take the Stubs away!
+
+
+
+XLIII
+
+
+
+Waste not your Weed, the Leaves are all too few
+It's Nectar to defile as Others do -
+Ah, shun the Solecism and the Plug
+For Cattle-Kings and Stevedores to chew.
+
+
+
+XLIV
+
+
+
+Once in a Dream 'twas granted unto me
+The open Gates of Paradise to see,
+While Israfel loud chanted from the Void,
+"This Vision comes of Pie; not Piety!"
+
+
+
+XLV
+
+
+
+Belovèd, smoke my amber Pipe awhile
+And from its Bowl narcotic Joys beguile,
+Suck Lethe from its Stem - what though I trace
+A certain greenish Pallour in your Smile?
+
+
+
+XLVI
+
+
+
+Strange is it not that, oft her Dolour cloaking
+In hurried Puffs with Nonchalance provoking,
+No woman reads that apodictic Ode
+"How to be Happy Even Though You're Smoking?"
+
+
+
+XLVII
+
+
+
+Look not so wild, the Fit will pass away -
+No barbèd Anguish chooses long to stay,
+And only in the Pipe is Friendship
+found That waxes Strong and Stronger day by day.
+
+
+
+XLVIII
+
+
+
+Come, rest your Head if Earth rotative seems
+And close your Lids from these o'er wakeful Gleams -
+Although your Palate cringe you shall not shrink
+Within the Kitchen of the House of Dreams.
+
+
+
+XLIX
+
+
+
+Murkly I muse on that transcendent State
+Where all my Pasts within the Future wait -
+If I for Heavenly Marriages am marked,
+Oh what a Turk I'll be beyond the Gate!
+
+
+
+L
+
+
+
+Minnie and Maud across my Flight will wing,
+Birdie and Bess and Gwendolyn will bring
+A Score of Other Pasts and make a Scene,
+To say the Least, a Bit Embarrassing.
+
+
+
+LI
+
+
+
+Some I have known are jabbering in Hell,
+Others have passed in Heaven's Reward to dwell;
+So, when my Soul has flitted, must I find
+The same bland Bores, the same old Tales to tell.
+
+
+
+LII
+
+
+
+There is the Thought beneath whose vampire Tooth
+The Soul outshrieks at such unseemly Sooth:
+The Solemn Bore still waits beyond the Grave -
+Ah, let me stay and taste undying Youth!
+
+
+
+LIII
+
+
+
+Into some secret, migrant Realm without,
+By the dun Cloak of Darkness wrapped about,
+Or by ringed Saturn's Swirl thou may'st be hid
+In vain: be sure the Bore will find you out.
+
+
+
+LIV
+
+
+
+Were't not a shame, were't not a shame I say,
+That in this sorry Brotherhood of Clay
+No Necromance the Philtre can distil
+To keep Mosquitoes, Death and Bores away?
+
+
+
+LV
+
+
+
+Northly or Southly may I ride or walk
+Beneath the glacial Crag or fronded Stalk,
+But still the Spectre gibbers in my Ears
+And drowns my Spirits in a Sea of Talk.
+
+
+
+LVI
+
+
+
+The Noun and Verb he scatters without End
+And Adjectives to Pronouns Horror lend -
+Ah, fumid Pipe, I thank you hour by hour
+That you have never learned to talk, my Friend!
+
+
+
+LVII
+
+
+
+Better the pleasaunce-breathing Pipe for me
+Than lodgment in that Great Menagerie
+Where Birds of aureate Plumage preen their Quills
+And Social Lions growl above their Tea.
+
+
+
+LVIII
+
+
+
+The Tea, that in the magic of its Flow
+Anoints the Tongue to wag of So-and-So,
+To gabble garbled Garrulousness ere
+You lay the Cup and Saucer down and Go.
+
+
+
+LIX
+
+
+
+And we that now make Madness in the Room
+Where last week's Lion had his little Boom
+Ourselves must go and leave that flattering Din
+And let them brew another Tea - for whom?
+
+
+
+LX
+
+
+
+They say the Lion and the Ladies keep
+The Court where Johnson jested and drank deep;
+Now Minor Poets label new Cigars
+And sell their Reputations passing cheap.
+
+
+
+LXI
+
+
+
+O foozled Poetasters, fogged with Wine,
+Who to your Orgies bid the Muses Nine,
+Go bid them, then, but leave to me the Tenth,
+Whose name is Nicotine, for she is mine!
+
+
+
+LXII
+
+
+
+Peace to the Pipe, that silent Infidel,
+Whose spiral-twisted Coils Discretion spell!
+How many Kisses has he seen me Give,
+How many Take - and yet he will not Tell.
+
+
+
+LXIII
+
+
+
+Dumbly he saw the rosy-tinted Bliss
+When Zamperina kissed her maiden Kiss,
+Her Innocence betraying in the Cry,
+"Oh, how can you respect me after This?"
+
+
+
+LXIV
+
+
+
+Another Time, all dalliant and slow,
+To those deluscious Lips I bended low,
+And at the Second Kiss she only said,
+"Do you do This to Every Girl you Know?"
+
+
+
+LXV
+
+
+
+Unto that flowery Cup I bent once more;
+Again she showed no seeming to abhor,
+But at the Third Kiss all she asked or wist
+Was, "Is This all you Come to See me For?"
+
+
+
+LXVI
+
+
+
+But One there is more sage in that Caress,
+Raising no mawkish Pennant of Distress,
+But when I tip the Osculative Brim
+Accepts the Kiss in Silent Thankfulness.
+
+
+
+LXVII
+
+
+
+Her Lips no Questions ask - Content is hers
+If her Artistic Spirit wakes and stirs,
+Nor recks of those Romances Heretofore -
+Engagements where I won my Brazen Spurs.
+
+
+
+LXVIII
+
+
+
+A Microbe lingers in a Kiss, you say?
+Yes, but he nibbles in a pleasant Way.
+Rather than in the Cup and Telephone
+Better to catch him Kissing and be gay.
+
+
+
+LXIX
+
+
+
+Enough of Kisses, whose ecstatic Stuff
+Endures an Age and flickers in a Puff,
+That undeservèd Web of foibled Toys,
+Enough - of Kisses can there be Enough?
+
+
+
+LXX
+
+
+
+What, then, of Him in dizzy Heights profound
+Who scans the Zenith's constellated Round?
+Alas! who goes ballooning to the Stars
+Too often runs his Trade into the Ground.
+
+
+
+LXXI
+
+
+
+Little we Learn beyond the A B C -
+Except D E F G H I it be,
+Or J K L M N O P Q R
+And then S T U V W X Y Z.
+
+
+
+LXXII
+
+
+
+A Solon ponders till his Years are great
+On Sway of Power and Magnitude of State,
+Then in his Age he leaves the Questions to
+The Wisdom of the Sweet Girl Graduate.
+
+
+
+LXXIII
+
+
+
+The Delphic Gaberdine avails me not
+When Laurels fester into loathly Rot,
+And in his starry Shroud the Poet starves
+While growing Roses in a Cabbage Lot.
+
+
+
+LXXIV
+
+
+
+Forgive, ye Wise, the Oaf who nothing knows
+And glories in the Bubbles that he blows,
+And while you wrestle blindly with the World,
+He whistles on his Fingers and his Toes.
+
+
+
+LXXV
+
+
+
+What good to dread the Storm's impending Black
+With woful Ululation and "Alack!" -
+The garbled Tenor of a sore Despite
+Can never bring your lost Umbrella back.
+
+
+
+LXXVI
+
+
+
+So what of Secrets mouthed beneath the Rose,
+Rumorous Badinage of These and Those? -
+The Lady Lodger in the Flat upstairs
+Knows all you do and say - she knows - she knows!
+
+
+
+LXXVII
+
+
+
+She knows, but though her cavernous Ears are sage,
+Nought can she fathom of one glyphic Page,
+Nought from a Woman's Record can she tell -
+I still must guess at Zamperina's Age.
+
+
+
+LXXVIII
+
+
+
+Time only knows, whose spinning Axes quake
+The astral Turrets where the Patient wake
+To count the Stars and Planets as they pass -
+Oh, what a Task for one to Undertake!
+
+
+
+LXXIX
+
+
+
+Ask not behind my moated Soul austere
+One Moment on my Secret Self to peer -
+Already you have seen Sufficient there
+To keep me in a wholesome State of Fear.
+
+
+
+LXXX
+
+
+
+Nay, Zamperina, save those agate Eyes
+From shrewd empiric Paths where Knowledge lies;
+Throw Truth to the Unlovely, when to you
+It were a rash Unwisdom to be Wise.
+
+
+
+LXXXI
+
+
+
+Oh, like the Smoke that rises and is gone,
+Let your own Spirit lift from Dawn to Dawn
+And so bestartle Ennui that at last
+Even the Grave will quite forget to yawn!
+
+
+
+* * * * * *  *
+
+
+
+LXXXII
+
+
+
+As hooded Eve behind her rosy Bars
+Her soft Kinoon betinkled to the Stars,
+Again to the Tobacconist's I came
+And stood among the Stogies and Cigars.
+
+
+
+LXXXIII
+
+
+
+Some were whose Scent exhaled the Asphodel,
+And some whose Smoke gave forth a roseate Smell,
+And some poor Weeds that told you at a Whiff
+How they were made to Give Away, not Sell.
+
+
+
+LXXXIV
+
+
+
+One said, "And can no wiser Law revoke
+The Edict that foredestined me to Smoke,
+My stump to be a Byword and a Jest? -
+But if a Jest I fail to see the Joke."
+
+
+
+LXXXV
+
+
+
+A Second murmured, "Surely we might learn
+Some undiminished Anodyne to burn,
+For ne'er a Smoker puffed a good Cigar
+But wished Another Like It might return."
+
+
+
+LXXXVI
+
+
+
+After a momentary Silence spake
+A Stogie of a bileful Pittsburg make;
+"The One who puffs my Wrappings to the End
+Will never ask my Memory to awake."
+
+
+
+LXXXVII
+
+
+
+Then spake a Panatela finely rolled,
+"If to a fiery Doom I must be sold,
+Then let it be my happy Fate to find
+A high-born Mouth whose Teeth are filled with Gold."
+
+
+
+LXXXVIII
+
+
+
+An auburn Weed uprose as one surprised.
+"If for a Martyr's Death I so am prized,
+May not my hallowed Ashes be preserved
+That Saint Cigar I may be canonized?"
+
+
+
+LXXXIX
+
+
+
+"Well," murmured One, "when in my ashen Shroud
+My Stump descends to meet the shrieking Crowd,
+I yet may know that in the Fire of Hell
+There stands no Placard, 'Smoking Not Allowed.'"
+
+
+
+XC
+
+
+
+And while this corvine Clatter still endured
+A lambent Flame, by fragrant Promise lured,
+Crept in, as all the Inmates cried amain,
+"The Shop's afire and we are Uninsured!"
+
+
+
+XCI
+
+
+
+Arise, then, Zamperina, Day grows old,
+The Shepherd pipes his sundered Flocks to Fold,
+Your Garments quail and ripple in the Chill,
+Your pagan Nose empurples with the Cold.
+
+
+
+XCII
+
+
+
+The How is swiftly mingling with the When,
+The What describes its Orbit's round, and then
+Of Why or Which nor Mite nor Mote delays
+To fall in Line and get mixed up again.
+
+
+
+XCIII
+
+
+
+I must not heed that elemental Whirl
+Where Arc on Arc the trainèd Planets swirl -
+The Astronomic Marvels have no charm
+For him who walks the Gloaming with his Girl.
+
+
+
+XCIV
+
+
+
+The Keeper of the Sky has hasped his Doors,
+Forgetting Zal's accumulative Roars,
+And drunk with Night's Elixir, prone he lies
+In Warp of dreamless Sleep - and Woof of Snores.
+
+
+
+XCV
+
+
+
+So must I those soporic Echoes woo
+When, all my intermittent Joyaunce through,
+Each Thrill must be a Threnod, as I know
+That They Who Kiss can teach me nothing New.
+
+
+
+XCVI
+
+
+
+Indeed, indeed, Repentance oft before
+I swore, but Was I Smoking when I swore?
+And ever and anon I made Resolve
+And sealed the holy Pledge - with One Puff More.
+
+
+
+XCVII
+
+
+
+O Thou who sought our Fathers to enslave
+And ev'n the Pipe to Walter Raleigh gave,
+I love you still for your Redeeming Vice
+And shower Tobacco Leaves upon your Grave!
+
+
+
+XCVIII
+
+
+
+Then let the balmed Tobacco be my Sheath,
+The ardent Weed above me and beneath,
+And let me like a Living Incense rise,
+A Fifty-Cent Cigar between my Teeth.
+
+
+
+XCIX
+
+
+
+Havana's Witch-fog murks my Horoscope
+Until my dream-enamoured Senses grope
+Towards the Light, where in her opal Shrine
+Smiles Hopefulness, the great Reward of Hope.
+
+
+
+* * * * * *  *
+
+
+
+C
+
+
+
+Let those who to this daedal Valley throng
+And by my tumid Ashes pass along,
+Let them be glad with this consoling Thought:
+I got a Market Value for my Song.
+
+
+
+CI
+
+
+
+And some expectant Devotee who knocks
+At that poor House where once I rent my locks,
+In vain may seek a Last Cigar and find
+My Muse asleep within an empty Box.
+
+
+
+Hammam
+
+
+
+Notes
+
+
+
+I - "Sours the Milk of Life;" thunderstorms, earthquakes and artificial
+commotions of the earth are popularly and quasi-scientifically believed
+to have the effect of turning milk from sweet to sour; so here the Milk
+of Life is soured by the sudden advent of the Brat of Death (Care,
+perhaps, who is said to have killed a cat on one occasion). By some
+critics it is held that the figure might have been enrichened by the
+substitution of the Cream of Life for the Milk of Life.
+
+II-  Gorgona is referred to but three times in the present work, in Rubs
+II, XXI and XXVI. Number II would lead us to believe that the poet used
+her figuratively as Sorrow or Remorse; but the text of XXI and XXVI
+point another conclusion. The latter Rubaiyat tell us forcefully that
+Gorgona was but too real and that her unloveliness was a sore trial to
+the fine attunement of the poet's nerves.
+
+II - Such words as "tobacchanalian" (compounded from tobacco and
+bacchanalian) Lewis Carrol claimed as his own under the title of
+"portmanteau words," - another example of the antiquity of modernity.
+
+VII - "The Early Worm is up to Catch the Fish;" the worm, caught as
+bait, will in turn serve as captor for some luckless fish. This,
+possibly, is the Bornese version of our own proverb, "The early bird
+catches the worm."
+
+IX - "The Invisible Buskin at the Gate" probably refers to the shoe left
+outside of temples and mosques in the Orient. The temple here meant is
+doubtless the Temple of Love, and the fact of the Buskin being Invisible
+illumes the eyes of the damosel who knows that the devotee is worshiping
+at the Shrine of Love.
+
+X - Than Basilisk or Nenuphar; the poet has given us in two words the
+dual aspect of Woman; flowerlike in repose, serpentine in action.
+
+X - Pendants; who has not noted a hairpin in the act of falling, hanging
+for a moment, as though loth to leave its gentle habitation? Omar
+Khayyam, Jr., was an observer of small things as well as great.
+
+X - A Hundred Hairpins; aspirates are used liberally in this line,
+probably to give the effect of falling hairpins.
+
+XIII - Hymen Spring; Hymen, while not the god of husbandry, was the
+accepted deity of marriage; hence Spring, the incorrigible match-maker,
+may very, easily be identified with Hymen. Note the pleasing
+alliteration of the words Hymen and hymning brought so close together.
+
+XVIII - Eolian Aloes; aloes, according to Oscar Wilde in the Picture of
+Dorian Grey, have the power of banishing melancholy wherever their
+perfume penetrates. Eolian Aloes may be the exotic melodies that drive
+care from the mind.
+
+XXIII - Forgiviness; the reader will probably regard this spelling of
+forgiveness somewhat unusual, and the Editor freely confesses that he
+has no authority for such usage. But since Fitzgerald has coined enow
+for the sake of a rhyme, the Editor hopes that he will be forgiven his
+forgiviness.
+
+XXIX - With what an Equanimity; there is an untranslated quatrain to the
+effect that ugliness is the only sin that can make a woman ashamed to
+look her mirror in the face.
+
+XXV - The breaking of the glass at the gaze of Gorgona, as well as the
+squamiest serpent in her locks, mentioned in II, give us a clew as to
+the derivation of her name from that of the Gorgon, Medusa, whose
+uncomeliness was so intense as to petrify all that met her gaze. On the
+other hand, the glance of Gorgona seemed to be rather explosive than
+congealing.
+
+XXV - Torques; this word (like squamiest) is derived directly from the
+Latin, to be used in this work. They are not properly English words, but
+the Editor intends they shall become so in the near future.
+
+XXVI - Wreathed is used in obsolete English and especially in Spenser,
+to mean turned or bent.
+
+XXVII - Attar-Musk; attar is the Persian word for druggist, but we
+hesitate to believe that the poet would attribute an artificial perfume
+to the rose.
+
+XXXV - Myself when young; this stanza is supposed to be biographical in
+its intent. It is known that before the anti-Omaric uprising in
+Naishapur, and even during his errant tour through Persia, the younger
+Omar was socially lionized,, becoming much sought after. It may seem
+improbable that Omar, Jr., as a member of the sterner sex, should have
+been admitted as a regular frequenter of women's clubs, but it must be
+remembered that then, even as in our own day, men were eagerly prized as
+lecturers on subjects of interest to women. Omar, Jr., appeared for
+several seasons before the women's clubs of Naishapur, giving
+recitations and readings from his father's works.
+
+XXXVI - Ibsen - Boccacio; for a Persian poet of so remote a date, Omar
+Khayyam, Jr., showed a remarkable knowledge of modern as well as
+mediaeval literature.
+
+LVII - That Great Menagerie; another reference to his experience as a
+social lion is found here, as in the three rubaiyat following. The
+gabble garbled garrulousness (the familiar "gobble, gabble and git,
+crystallized into the higher form of expression) indicates that the
+narcotic effect of tea on womankind was much the same in Omar's time as
+in ours.
+
+LXI - Leave to me the Tenth; the discovery of a tenth Muse puts the
+younger Omar on an equal footing with his father in science as well as
+in poetry. The editor has found that upon quitting forever his native
+Persia, Omar Khayyam, Jr., brought to Borneo many of the more refined
+sciences. In his hereditary profession, astronomy, he claims the rare
+distinction of having first made observations through the medium of a
+wine-glass. His long fidelity to this method was rewarded by some
+remarkable results, for his private journals show that on several
+occasions he was able to discern as many as eight sister satellites
+swimming in eccentric orbits around the moon - a discovery which our
+much-vaunted modern science has never been able to equal or even to
+approach.
+
+LXVII - Her Lips no Questions ask;
+
+"Lips with kissing forfeit no favour;
+Nay, they increase as the moon doth ever."
+Boccacio. (Decameron.)
+
+LXXI - The A B C; this rubái'y, though indescribably beautiful in the
+Original, is somewhat too involved for us to grasp the meaning at one
+reading. Perhaps, in thus weaving the alphabet into his numbers, it was
+the purpose of the poet to give promise of the ultimate attainment of
+the Alpha and Omega of knowledge. Perhaps the stanza, on the other hand,
+was merely intended as a pretty poetical conceit, an exercise in
+metrical ingenuity. If the latter theory holds good, what a pity it
+would seem that these rubaiyat were not originally written in Chinese,
+the infinite alphabet of which language would have furnished material
+for the present work and several revised editions also!
+
+LXXIII - While Growing Roses in a Cabbage Lot; confusing, perhaps at
+first reading, but here again may the student employ the device of
+symbolism with great advantage. The Roses may be taken for the flowers
+of fancy, the Cabbage Lot for the field of sordid reality. As a staple
+vegetable, the rose can never compete with the Cabbage.
+
+LXXIV - He Whistles on his Fingers and his Toes; there are many who may
+very justly consider this line as undignified and unrefined; but such
+readers should always remember that these quatrains may be taken as
+purely symbolical. Thus the Fingers and Toes may be regarded as mental
+aspects and the whistle as whatever best suits the reader.
+
+LXXXIII - Asphodel; the fabled flower of immortality; also a brand of
+cigar much favoured by the younger Omar.
+
+LXXXV - Anodyne; some translations have this Iodine.
+
+XCIII - The How is swiftly mingling with the When, etc.; the great
+questions, How, What and When, are being withdrawn unanswered by the
+dnulovpec, who is responsible for their propounding.
+
+
+
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