Granville Bantock (1868-1946) - Omar Khayyam

1 Prelude (1. Teil)
2 Wake! For the sun, who scatteres into flight
3 Before the phantom of false morning died
4 And as the cock crew, those who stood before
5 Now the new year reviving old desires
6 Iram indeed is gone with all his rose
7 Whether at Naishápúr or Babylon
8 Each morn a thousand roses brings, you say
9 With me along the strip of herbage strown
10 Some for the glories of this world; and some
11 Look to the blowing Rose about us
12 Think, in this battered caravanserei
13 I sometimes think that never blows so red
14 Ah, my Beloved, fill the cup that clears
15 Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend
16 Alike for those who for To-day prepare
17 Myself when young did eagerly frequent
18 What, without asking, hither hurried Whence?
19 Up from earth's centre through the seventh gate
20 Earth could not aswer; nor the seas that mourn
21 Then of the Thee In Me who works behind
22 Then to the lip of this poor earthern urn
23 I think the vessel, that with fugitive
1 As then the tulip for her morning sup
2 So when that angel of the darker drink
3 Tis but a tent where takes his one day's rest
4 When you an I behind the veil are past
5 The desert -
6 The caravan -
7 A moment's halt - a monumentary taste -
8 Would you that spangle of existence spend
9 A moment guessed - then back behind the fold
10 Waste not your hour, nor in the vain pursuit
11 Better be jocund with the fruitful grape
12 You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse (2. Teil)
13 Ah, but my computations, people say
14 And 'twas - the Grape!
15 The Grape that can with logic absolute
16 The mighty Mahmúd, Allah-breathing Lord
17 Why, be this Juice the growth of God, who dare
18 I must abjure the balm of life, I must
19 The revelations of devout and learn'd
20 We are no other than a moving row
21 The moving finger writes; and, having writ
22 And that invertes bowl we call the sky
23 With earth's first clay they did the las man knead
24 I tell you this - When, started from the goal
25 What! out of senseless nothing to provoke
26 Oh thou, who didst with pitfall and with gin
27 Oh thou, who man of base earth didst make
1 The fast of Ramazán (3. Teil)
2 Worshipper in the Mosque
3 As under cover of departing day
4 Shapes of all sorts and sizes, great and small
5 Said one among them - Surely not in vain
6 So while the vessels one by one were speaking
7 Ah, with the grape my fasing life provide
8 Indeed the idol I have loved so long
9 And much as wine has play'd the infide!
10 Yet ah, that spring should vanish with the rose
11 Would but the desert of the fountain yield
12 Yon rising moon that looks for us again
13 And when like her, oh Sáki, you shall pass