Drink! For You Know Not

There Was A Door To Which I Found No Key: There Was The Veil Through Which I Might Not See.

Heaven But The Vision Of Fulfilled Desire, And Hell The Shadow From A Soul On Fire.

Fools, Your Reward Is Neither Here Nor There.

Wake! For The Sun, Who Scatter'd Into Flight The Stars Before Him From The Field Of Night, Drives Night Along With Them From Heav'n, And Strikes The Sultan's Turret With A Shaft Of Light

Give Me A Flagon Of Red Wine, A Book Of Verses, A Loaf Of Bread, And A Little Idleness. If With Such Store I Might Sit By Thy Dear Side In Some Lonely Place, I Should Deem Myself Happier Than A King In His Kingdom.