O my soul! drink this limpid nectar which has not
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O my soul! drink this limpid nectar which has not by Omar Khayyam
O my soul! drink this limpid nectar which has not
been stirred; drink it in memory of the charming idols
which ravish the heart. Wine is the blood of the vine,
my friend, and the vine says to thee: Drink of me,
since I render it lawful to you.
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