Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám, the astronomer-poet of Persia; . XXIV Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend,Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie,Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End! xxv Alike for those who for To-day prepare,And those that after some To-morrow stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries, Fools ! your Reward is neither Here nor There. XXVI Why, all the Saints and Sages who discussdOf the two Worlds so wisely — they are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth ; their Words to ScornAre scatterd, and their Mouths are stopt with Du

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Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám, the astronomer-poet of Persia; . XXIV Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend,Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie,Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End! xxv Alike for those who for To-day prepare,And those that after some To-morrow stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries, Fools ! your Reward is neither Here nor There. XXVI Why, all the Saints and Sages who discussdOf the two Worlds so wisely — they are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth ; their Words to ScornAre scatterd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust.

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