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Verse I.


WAKE! For the Sun, who scatter'd into flight


The Stars before him from the Field of Night,


Drives Night along with them from Heav'n, and strikes


The Sultan's Turret with a Shaft of Light.





Verse VII


Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring


Your Winter garment of Repentance fling:


The Bird of Time has but a little way


To flutter--and the Bird is on the Wing.





Verse VIII


Whether at Naishapur or Babylon,


Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run,


The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop,


The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.





Verse XII


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!





Verse XIII


Some for the Glories of This World; and some


Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come;


Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go,


Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!





Verse XVI


The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon


Turns Ashes--or it prospers; and anon,


Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face,


Lighting a little hour or two--is gone.





Verse XVII


Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai


Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day,


How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp


Abode his destined Hour, and went his way.





Verse XXVII


Myself when young did eagerly frequent


Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument


About it and about: but evermore


Came out by the same door where in I went.





Verse XXVIII


With them the seed of Wisdom did I sow,


And with mine own hand wrought to make it grow;


And this was all the Harvest that I reap'd--


"I came like Water, and like Wind I go."





Verse XLVII


When You and I behind the Veil are past,


Oh, but the long, long while the World shall last,


Which of our Coming and Departure heeds


As the Sea's self should heed a pebble-cast.





Verse XLVIII


A Moment's Halt--a momentary taste


Of BEING from the Well amid the Waste--


And Lo!--the phantom Caravan has reach'd


The NOTHING it set out from--Oh, make haste!





Verse LXIV


Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who


Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through,


Not one returns to tell us of the Road,


Which to discover we must travel too.





Verse LXXI


The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,


Moves on: 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.





Verse XCIX


Ah Love! could you and I with Him conspire


To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,


Would not we shatter it to bits--and then


Re-mold it nearer to the Heart's Desire!





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