Calcutta nr. 61
Since certainty of the truth is beyond your power
You cannot hope, and doubt rests upon your heart
Take heed that we lay not aside the wine cup from our hand
What matters drunkenness or sobriety in an ignorant man.
Since certitude of truth can never be our share,
Why sit and waste our lives 'twixt hoping and despair?
For me, from out my hand l'll set the winecup ne'er:
In ecstasy where 's drunk and where is sober? Where?