Myself When Young Did Eagerly Frequent Doctor

Old Khayyám, Say You, Is A Debauchee;if Only You Were Half So Good As He!he Sins No Sins But Gentle Drunkenness,great-hearted Mirth, And Kind Adultery.but Yours The Cold Heart, And The Murderous Tongue,the Wintry Soul That Hates To Hear A Song,the Close-shut Fist, The Mean And Measuring Eye,and All The Little Poisoned Ways Of Wrong.

The Rose That Once Has Bloomed Forever Dies.

I Have Not Asked For Life. But I Try To Accept Whatever Life Brings Without Surprise. And I Shall Depart Again Without Having Questioned Anyone About My Strange Stay Here On Earth.

But Helpless Pieces Of The Game He Plays Upon This Checker-board Of Nights And Days; Hither And Thither Moves, And Checks, And Slays, And One By One Back In The Closet Lays.

Ah, Take The Cash, And Let The Credit Go, Nor Heed The Rumble Of A Distant Drum!