K 9 LXXII And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, LXXIII With Earth's first Clay They did the Last Man knead, And the first Morning of Creation wrote LXXIV YESTERDAY This Day's Madness did prepare; Drink! for you know not whence you came, nor why: LXXV I tell you this-When, started from the Goal, Of Heav'n Parwin and Mushtari they flung, 示 LV The Vine had struck a Fibre; which about If clings my Being - let the Súfi flout; Of my Base Metal may be filed a Key, That shall unlock the Door he howls without. LVI And this I know: whether the one True Light, One Glimpse of It within the Tavern caught 六 LXXVI The Vine had struck a fibre: which about LXXVII And this I know: whether the one True Light One flash of It within the Tavern caught LXXVIII What! out of senseless Nothing to provoke LXXIX What! from his helpless Creature be repaid Pure Gold for what he lent him dross-allay'd (Sue for a Debt we never did contract, And cannot answer-Oh the sorry trade! LVII. Oh, Thou, who didst with Pitfall and with Gin Thou wilt not with Predestination round LVIII Oh, Thou, who Man of baser Earth didst make And who with Eden didst devise the Snake; For all the Sin wherewith the Face of Man Is blacken'd, Man's Forgiveness give — and take! KÚZA-NÁMA. LIX LISTEN again. One Evening at the Close LXXX Oh Thou, who didst with pitfall and with gin Thou wilt not with Predestin'd Evil round LXXXI Oh Thou, who Man of baser Earth didst make, For all the Sin wherewith the Face of Man LXXXII As under cover of departing Day Once more within the Potter's house alone |