Oriental Literature, Volume 36 (Google eBook)

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Richard James Horatio Gottheil, Epiphanius Wilson
Colonial Press, 1900 - English literature
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Page 348 - 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 Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries 'Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There!
Page 347 - The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two is gone.
Page 347 - Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears TO-DAY of past Regrets and Future Fears : To-morrow! Why, To-morrow I may be Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n thousand Years.
Page 354 - And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we live and die, Lift not your hands to It for help for It As impotently moves as you or I.
Page 347 - For some we loved, the loveliest and the best That from his Vintage rolling Time hath prest, Have drunk their Cup a Round or two before, And one by one crept silently to rest.
Page 346 - Some for the Glories of This World; and some Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come; Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
Page 352 - IS-NOT' though. with Rule and Line And 'UP-AND-DOWN' by logic I define, Of all that one should care to fathom, I Was never deep in anything but - Wine.
Page 353 - I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answered, "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell...
Page 353 - Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road, ' "* Which to discover we must travel too.
Page 356 - Some there are who tell Of one who threatens he will toss to Hell The luckless Pots he marr'd in making Pish ! He's a Good Fellow, and 'twill all be well.

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