Sunday, 2 August 2009

A Book of Verses

"A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread--and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!"
Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, translated by Edward FitzGerald

Hope you all are having a nice long weekend. I am not lolling about, but finally planting some clematis I got for 60% off last week, before they die. Mr. Ferdzy is also not fond of "Verses", in a Book or otherwise, and wine gives me indigestion. He does, however, have a bowl full of bread dough rising on the counter and maybe if it's less hot and muggy we will go sit under a bough later and eat it*, with some of the jam I have been making this week and butter, and some lemon-ade. No singing, by request.

*Once it has passed through the oven. By the way, this is by far the most famous translation of this bit of Verse, but it's extremely interesting to click through to the Wikipedia site and see how other people have translated it.

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