Quote#Books & Reading
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough
Quote byEdward FitzGerald · 1809–1883
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám, XII (5th ed. 1889).
English (original)
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 enow!
— Edward FitzGerald
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Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — And Wilderness is Paradise enow.