Spring

Awake!

 For Morning in the Bowl of Night

Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to flight,

And Lo!

 the Hunter of the East has caught

The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light.

Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring

The Winter Garment of Repentance fling;

The Bird of Time has but a little way

To fly --- and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.

Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam