XXVI.Alike for those who for To-day prepare,And those that after some To-morrow stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries "Fools! Your Reward is neither Here nor There!" XXVII.Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'dOf the Two Worlds so learnedly, are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth; their Works to Scorn Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust. XXVIII.Oh, come with old Khayyam, and leave the WiseTo talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies; One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies; The Flower that once has blown forever dies. XXIX.Myself when young did eagerly frequentDoctor and Saint, and heard great Argument About it and about; but evermore Came out by the same Door as in I went. |
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