On The Fly-Leaf Of The Rubaiyat
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Deem not this book a creed, 't is but the cry Of one who fears not death, yet would not die; Who at the table feigns with sorry jest. To love the wine the Master's hand has pressed, The while he loves the absent Master best, The bitter cry of Love for love's reply!
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"Deem not this book a creed, 't is but the cry..."
This evocative piece by Arthur Sherburne Hardy, titled "On The Fly-Leaf Of The Rubaiyat", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...