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May 3, 2006 Varna

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Bahut nikale mere armaan lekin phir bhi kam nikale

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  1. May 8, 2006 at 8:26 pm | #1

    My favorite is:

    We are no other than a moving row
    Of magic shadow-shapes that come and go
    round with this sun-illuminat’d lantern held
    In midnight by the Master of the Show

    This is attributed to Omar Khayyam in Rubaiyat.

    IndianArchie
    Musings That Amuse

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