Nr. 49
Calcutta nr. 49 *
Seeing that my coming was not for me the Day of Creation
And that my undesired departure (hence) is a purpose fixed (for me)
Arise ! and gird well thy loins, O nimble Cup-bearer,
For I will wash down the misery of the world with wine.
Ouseley MS 140 - 21
Seeing that my coming was not for me the Day of Creation,
and that my undesired departure hence is a purpose fixed for me,
get up and gird well thy loins, O nimble Cup-bearer,
for I will wash down the misery of the world in wine.
Christensen 1927 - 32
Since my coming was not of my own choosing from
the first day, and my going has been irrevocably fixed
without my will,
arise and gird thy loins, o nimble Sáqí, for I will
wash down the grief of the world with wine.
Heron-Allen 1899 - 30a
Seeing that my coming was not in my power at the Day of Creation,
And that my undesired departure hence is a purpose fixed (for me),
Get up and gird well thy loins, O nimble cup-bearer,
For I will wash down the misery of the world in wine.
Payne 1898 - 94
Since hither, willy nilly, I came the other day
And hence must soon be going, without my yea or nay,
Up, cupbearer! thy middle come gird without delay;
The world and all its troubles with wine I 'll wash away.
Thompson 1906 - 157
Since coming at the first was naught of mine,
And I unwilling go by fixed design,
Cupbearer, rise ! and quickly gird thy loins!
For worldly sorrows I 'll wash down in wine!
Whinfield 1883 - 32
This jug did once, like me, love's sorrows taste,
And bonds of beauty's tresses once embraced,
This handle, which you see upon its side,
Has many a time twined round a slender waist.
Whinfield 1883 - 110
I came not hither of my own free will,
And go against my wish, a puppet still;
Cupbearer! gird thy loins, and fetch some wine;
To purge the world's despite, my goblet fill.