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English
1708
XXIX. Into this Universe, and why not knowing, Nor whence, like Water willy nilly flowing: And out of it, as Wind along the Waste, I know not whither, willy nilly blowing. XXX. What, without asking, hither hurried whence? And, without asking, whither hurried hence! Another and another Cup to drown The Memory of this Impertinence! INTO THIS UNIVERSE IN WHY NOT KNOWING NOR WHENCE LIKE WATER WILLY NILLY FLOWING AND OUT OF IT AS WIND ALONG THE WASTE I KNOW NOT WHITHER WILLY NILLY BLOWING WHAT WITHOUT ASKING HITHER HURRIED WHENCE AND WITHOUT ASKING WHITHER HURRIED HENCE ANOTHER AND ANOTHER CUT TO DROWN THE MEMORY OF THIS IMPERTINENCE
ust Descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer and--sans End! XXIV. Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare, And those that after a TO-MORROW stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries "Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There." XXV. Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd Of the Two Worlds so learnedly, are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust. XXVI. Oh, come with old Khayyam, and leave the Wise To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies; One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies; The Flower that once has blown for ever dies. 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 as in I went. XXVIII. With them the Seed of Wisdom did I sow, And with my own hand labour'd it to grow: And this was all the Harvest that I reap'd-- "I came like Water, and like Wind I go. OUCH FOR WHOM AH MAKE THE MOST OF WHAT WE YET MAY SPEND BEFORE WE TOO INTO THE DUST DESCEND DUST INTO DUST AND UNDER DUST TO LIE SANS WINE SANS SONG SANS SINGER AND SANS END ALIKE FOR THOSE WHO FOR TO DAY PREPARE AND THOSE THAT AFTER A TO MORROW STARE A MOISON FROM THE TOWER OF DARKNESS CRIES FOOLS YOUR REWARD IS NEITHER HERE NOR THERE THE SAINTS AND SAGES WHO DISGUST OF THE TWO WORLDS SO LEARNEDLY ARE THRUST LIKE FOOLISH PROPHETS FORTH THEIR WORDS TO SCORN ARE SCATTERED AND THEIR MOUTHS ARE STOPPED WITH DUST OH COME WITH OLD CRIME AND LEAVE THE WISE TO TALK ONE THING IS CERTAIN THAT LIFE FLIES ONE THING IS CERTAIN AND THE REST IS LIES THE FLOWER THAT ONCE HAS BLOWN FOR EVER DIES 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 AS IN I WENT WITH THEM THE SEED OF WISDOM DID I SOW AND WITH MY OWN HAND LABOUR'D IT TO GROW AND THIS WAS ALL THE HARVEST THAT I REAPED I CAME LIKE WATER AND LIKE WIND I GO
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