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English
1708
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. 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
e 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." 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! 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 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
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