Was the Narrator’s “Opening Quatrain “ Poetry Recitation =>
….Prompted By Here In 1968, Seeing White Blossoms of the Wild Rose Like These at Right?

….[ “I do my best to follow this with the opening Quatrain of The Rubàiyat of Omar Khayyàm.“ ] “It looks like some desert cliff in Persia above us. But Chris doesn’t know what the hell I’m talking about. He looks up at the top of the bluff and then just sits there squinting at me. You have to be in a certain mood to accept bad recitations of poetry. Particularly that one.“ (Cont. Next)
Brownlee Campground ~18 miles Northwest of Cambridge, ID. I first noticed blooming wild rose bushes while taking my picture ~30 Miles prior to Cambridge, ID.
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….While The Narrator & Chris Are At The Brownlee Campground, We Are Not Given Any Of This Rubàiyat Poem’s Words. BUT as they travel further West, for no apparent reason, the Narrator continues his involvement => Those crazy Rubàiyat Quatrains keep rumbling through my head.. => The 4th, .5th, & 6th Next Photos, show what happens.
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….Wikipedia gives extensive history of “The Rubàiyat of Omar Khayyàm” , and snips of the poem to illustrate the problems of translation to English.
….The Entire Poem And Some Of Its History Are At => Right Click & Open In A New Browser Frame, For The Page => “The Rubàiyat of Omar Khayyàm” , posted by the Iranian Cultural Organization (ICO). At The University Of California San Francisco.
…. The ICO Home Page Explains => We are a non-religious and politically-unaffiliated organization at the University of California, San Francisco (UCSF). Our aim is to introduce the wonderful Persian culture to our members, the UCSF campus, and the community.

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….From The Above Blue Link, The Poem’s Lines Eventually Given By The Narrator, Are Contained In The Following =>

Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say:
Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?
And this first Summer month that brings the Rose
Shall take Jamshyd and Kaikobad away.

Well, let it take them! What have we to do
With Kaikobad the Great, or Kaikhosru?
Let Zal and Rustum bluster as they will,
Or Hatim call to Supper-heed not you.

With me along the strip of Herbage strown
That just divides the desert from the sown,
Where name of Slave and Sultan is forgot-
And Peace to Mahmud on his golden Throne!

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 now!
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NOTE: After The Above Blue Link, With The Whole “The Rubàiyat of Omar Khayyàm” , Comes Up =>
…..You will find additional Interesting Poetic Allusions > By > Do > Top > Edit > Find > Rose .
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