There Was A Door To Which I

Tomorrow! - Why, Tomorrow I May Be Myself With Yesterday's Sev'n Thousand Years.

The Unbeliever Knows His Koran Best.

Awake, My Little Ones, And Fill The Cup Before Life's Liquor In Its Cup Be Dry.

Drink! For You Know Not Whence You Came Nor Why.

You Know, My Friends, With What A Brave Carouse I Made A Second Marriage In My House; Favored Old Barren Reason From My Bed, And Took The Daughter Of The Vine To Spouse.