Drink! For You Know Not Whence You

So When That Angel Of The Darker Drink, At Last Shall Find You By The River-brink, And, Offering His Cup, Invite Your Soul Forth To Your Lips To Quaff-you Shall Not Shrink.

So I Be Written In The Book Of Love. I Do Not Care About That Book Above. Erase My Name, Or Write It As You Will. So I Be Written In The Book Of Love.

I Wonder What The Vintners Buy One Half So Precious As The Stuff They Sell.

Algebras (jabbre And Maqabeleh) Are Geometric Facts Which Are Proved By Propositions Five And Six Of Book Two Of Elements.

Into This Universe, And Why Not Knowing Nor Whence, Like Water Willy-nilly Flowing; And Out Of It, As Wind Along The Wate, I Know Not Whither, Willy-nilly Blowing.