Though you be based on stone
All the water of Fate passes by O Saki
The world is earth sing Ghazels O minstrel
The world is breath, bring wine O Saki


P 741

Though based thou wert, like walls, on stone, O skinker,
Doom's torrent e'en would lay thee prone, O skinker!
Wind is the soul; sing, minstrel! fill the winecup!
The world is dust, all whither blown, O skinker!

Th 508

Saki, though you were based like walls, on stone.
By Death's tide you would soon be overthrown;
The soul 's but air ! O bearer, bring me wine!
O, minstrel sing! The world is dust alone!

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