“A moment guess'd — then back behind the Fold
Immerst of Darkness round the Drama roll'd
Which, for the Pastime of Eternity,
He doth Himself contrive, enact, behold.”

—  Omar Khayyám

The Rubaiyat (1120)

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Persian poet, philosopher, mathematician, and astronomer 1048–1131

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