Awake! For Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And lo! the Hunter of the East has caught The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light.
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse - and Thou Beside me, singing in the Wilderness - And wilderness is Paradise enow.
'Tis all a chequer-board of Nights and Days Where Destiny with Men for pieces plays, Hither and thither moves, and mates, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.