There Was A Door To Which I

Drink! For You Know Not When You Came, Nor Why; Drink! For You Know Not Why You Go, Nor Where.

Fools, Your Reward Is Neither Here Nor There.

To Friends And Eke To Foes True Kindness Show; No Kindly Heart Unkindly Deeds Will Do; Harshness Will Alienate A Bosom Friend. And Kindness Reconcile A Deadly Foe.

For In And Out, Above, About, Below, 'tis Nothing But A Magic Shadow-show, Played In A Box Whose Candle Is The Sun, Round Which We Phantom Figures Come And Go.

The Revelations Of Devout And Learn'd Who Rose Before Us, And As Prophets Burn'd, Are All But Stories, Which, Awoke From Sleep They Told Their Comrades, And To Sleep Return'd.