Dreaming
Read 'Dreaming' by 'Omar Khayyam' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Dreaming when Dawn’s Left Hand was in the Sky,
I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
“Awake, my Little ones, and fill the cup
Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.”
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