Quotes of Edward Fitzgerald - somelinesforyou

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ And when Thyself with shining Foot shall pass / Among the Guests Star-scattered on the Grass, / And in thy joyous Errand reach the Spot / Where I made one - turn down an empty Glass! ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ A book of verses underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread-and thou. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot? ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say;Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday? ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road Which to discover we must travel too. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say;Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday? ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ And when Thyself with shining Foot shall pass / Among the Guests Star-scattered on the Grass, / And in thy joyous Errand reach the Spot / Where I made one - turn down an empty Glass! ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot? ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Taste is the feminine of genius. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot? ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Taste is the feminine of genius. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ If you can prove to me that one miracle took place, I will believe he is a just God who damned us all because a woman ate an apple. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ And when Thyself with shining Foot shall pass / Among the Guests Star-scattered on the Grass, / And in thy joyous Errand reach the Spot / Where I made one - turn down an empty Glass! ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ A book of verses underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread-and thou. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road Which to discover we must travel too. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald

“ I am all for the short and merry life. ”

- Edward Fitzgerald
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