Rubaiyaat verse 34 

 "Then to this earthen Bowl did I adjorn My Lip the secret Well of LIfe to learn: And Lip to LIp it murmur'd - "while you live "Drink! - for once dead you never shalt return."

Rubaiyaat verse 47   

"And if the Wine you drink, the Lip you press, End in the Nothing all Things end in - Yes- Then fancy while Thou art, Thou are but what Thou shalt be - Nothing -Thou shalt not be less."

Rubaiyaat verse 72  

"Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youth's sweet-scented Manuscript should close! The Nighingale that in the Branches sang, Ah, whence, and flown again, who knows!"

Rubaiyaat verse 74

"Ah, Moon of my Delight who know'st no wane, The Moon of Heav'n is rising once again: How oft hereafter rising shall she look Through this same Garden after me - in vain."