To-day how sweetly breathes the temperate air,
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To-day how sweetly breathes the temperate air, by Omar Khayyam
To-day how sweetly breathes the temperate air,
The rains have newly laved the parched parterre;
And Bulbuls cry in notes of ecstasy,
«Thou too, O pallid rose, our wine must share!»
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