From the Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint, and heard great ArgumentAbout it and about: but evermore Came out of 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 reap’d – “I came like Water, and like Wind I go.”
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.
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.
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