My fav Rubaaiyaat: (Translated by Edwardes Fitzgerald)
Ah Love! Could thou and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry scheme of Things entire
Would not we shatter it to bits - and then
Re-mould it nearest to the Heart’s Desire!
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves om: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it