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Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!

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Omar Khayyam
Age: 83 †
Born: 1048
Born: May 15
Died: 1131
Died: December 4
Astrologer
Astronomer
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Mathematician
Musician
Philosopher
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Omar Khayyam
Hakim Omar Khayyám
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