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English
1708
XXXVI. For in the Market place, one Dusk of Day, I watch'd the Potter thumping his wet Clay: And with its all obliterated Tongue It murmur'd  "Gently, Brother, gently, pray!" FOR IN THE MARKET PLACE ONE DUSK OF DAY I WATCHED THE POTTER THUMPING HIS WET CLAY AND WITH ITS ALL OBLITERATED TONGUE IT MURMURED GENTLY BROTHER GENTLY PRAY
whence? And, without asking, whither hurried hence! Another and another Cup to drown The Memory of this Impertinence! XXXI. Up from Earth's Centre through the seventh Gate I rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate, And many Knots unravel'd by the Road; But not the Knot of Human Death and Fate. XXXII. There was a Door to which I found no Key: There was a Veil past which I could not see: Some little Talk awhile of ME and THEE There seemed--and then no more of THEE and ME. XXXIII. Then to the rolling Heav'n itself I cried, Asking, "What Lamp had Destiny to guide Her little Children stumbling in the Dark?" And--"A blind understanding!" Heav'n replied. XXXIV. Then to this earthen Bowl did I adjourn My Lip the secret Well of Life to learn: And Lip to Lip it murmur'd--"While you live, Drink!--for once dead you never shall return." XXXV. I think the Vessel, that with fugitive Articulation answer'd, once did live, And merry-make; and the cold Lip I kiss'd How many Kisses might it take--and give. 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 UP FROM EARTH CENTRE THROUGH THE SEVENTH GATE I ROSE AND ON THE THRONE OF SATURN SATE AND MANY KNOTS UNRAVELED BY THE ROAD BUT NOT THE KNOT OF HUMAN DEATH AND FATE THERE WAS A DOOR TO WHICH I FOUND NO KEY THERE WAS A VALE PAST WHICH I COULD NOT SEE SOME LITTLE TALK AWHILE OF ME AND THEE THERE SEEMED AND THEN NO MORE OF THEE AND ME THEN TO THE ROLLING HEAVEN ITSELF I CRIED ASKING WHAT LAMP HAD DESTINY TO GUIDE HER LITTLE CHILDREN STUMBLING IN THE DARK AND A BLIND UNDERSTANDING HEAVEN REPLIED THEN TO THIS EARTHEN BOWL DID I ADJOURN MY LIP THE SECRET WELL OF LIFE TO LEARN AND LIP TO LIP IT MURMURED WHILE YOU LIVE DRINK FOR ONCE DEAD YOU NEVER SHALL RETURN I THINK THE VESSEL THAT WITH FUGITIVE ARTICULATION ANSWERED ONCE DID LIVE AND MARY MAKE AND THE COLD LIP I KISS'D HOW MANY KISSES MIGHT IT TAKE AND GIVE
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