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Omar's Horoscope
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I tell you this---When, started from the Goal, Over the flaming shoulders of the Foal Of Heav'n Parwín and Mushtari they flung, In my predestin'd Plot of Dust and Soul
The Vine had struck a fibre: which about If clings my Being---let the Dervish flout; Of my Base metal may be filed a Key, That shall unlock the Door he howls without.
And this I know: whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath-consume me quite, One Flash of It within the Tavern caught Better than in the Temple lost outright.
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Vedder's note: [Omar's Horoscope] presented symbolically. The vine
entwining Jupiter and the Pleiades, the stars under whose ascendency we
are told Omar was born.* With the poet's tendency of mind, one can
easily see how he would compare favorably the absolute freedom and
sincerity of the search for truth within the Tavern with the stagnation
and ultimate petrifaction of thought within the Temple. *If it is
remembered that the constellation of the Pleiades was also called by the
ancients "The Cluster of Grapes," it may throw a little more light on
the metaphor.
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