To-day the season smiles; 'tis neither hot nor cold. The
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To-day the season smiles; 'tis neither hot nor cold. The by Omar Khayyam
To-day the season smiles; 'tis neither hot nor cold. The
clouds have washed away the dust which dimmed the
roses; and nightingales seem whispering to the yellow
flowers that wine is balm for all.
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