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English
1708
LIV. I tell Thee this  When, starting from the Goal, Over the shoulders of the flaming Foal Of Heav'n Parwin and Mushtari they flung, In my predestin'd Plot of Dust and Soul LV. I TELL THEE THIS WHEN STARTING FROM THE GOAL OVER THE SHOULDER OF THIS FLAMING FOLD OF HEAVEN PARWIN AND NOSTRO THEY FLUNG IN MY PREDESTINED PLOT OF DUST AND SOUL
 the Ruby Vintage drink: And when the Angel with his darker Draught Draws up to thee--take that, and do not shrink. XLVIX. 'Tis all a Chequer-board of Nights and Days Where Destiny with Men for Pieces plays: Hither and thither moves, and mates, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays. L. The Ball no Question makes of Ayes and Noes, But Right or Left as strikes the Player goes; And He that toss'd Thee down into the Field, He knows about it all--HE knows--HE knows! LI. The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it. LII. And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky, Whereunder crawling coop't we live and die, Lift not thy hands to IT for help--for It Rolls impotently on as Thou or I. LIII. With Earth's first Clay They did the Last Man's knead, And then of the Last Harvest sow'd the Seed: Yea, the first Morning of Creation wrote What the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read. S WHILE THE ROSE BLOWS ALONG THE RIVER BRINK WITH OLD CYME THE RUBY VINTAGE DRINK AND WHEN THE ANGEL WITH HIS DARKER DROUGHT DRAWS UP TO THEE TAKE THAT AND DO NOT SHRINK TIS ALL A CHECKER BOARD OF NIGHTS AND DAYS WHERE DESTINY WITH MEN FOR PIECES PLAYS HITHER AND THITHER MOVES IN MATES AND SLEIGHS AND ONE BY ONE BACK IN THE CLOSET LAYS THE BALL NO QUESTION MAKES OF EYES AND NOSE BUT RIGHT OR LEFT AS STRIKES THE PLAYER GOES AND HE THAT TOSSED THEE DOWN INTO THE FIELD HE KNOWS ABOUT IT ALL HE KNOWS HE KNOWS THE MOVING FINGER WRITES AND HAVING WRIT MOVES ON NOR ALL THY PIETY NOR WIT SHALL LURE IT BACK TO CANCEL HALF A LINE NOR ALL THY TEARS WASH OUT A WORD OF IT AND THAT INVERTED BULL WE CALL THE SKY WHERE UNDER CRAWLING COOPED WE LIVE AND DIE LIFT NOT THY HANDS TO IT FOR HELP FOR IT ROSE IMPOTENTLY ON AS THOU OR I WITH EARTH'S FIRST CLAY THEY DID THE LAST MAN'S NEED AND THEN OF THE LAST HARVEST SOWED THE SEED YEA THE FIRST MORNING CREATION WROTE WHAT THE LAST DAWN OF RECKONING SHALL READ
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