THE KASÎDAH II, 29, 40

Another boasts he would divorce
 old barren Reason from his bed,
And wed the Vine-maid in her stead;—
 fools who believe a word he said!

And “‘Dust thou art to dust returning.’
 ne’er was spoke of human soul”
The Soofi cries, ’tis well for him
 that hath such gift to ask its goal.

“And this is all, for this we’re born
 to weep a little and to die!”
So sings the shallow bard whose life
 still labours at the letter “I.”