Yon rising Moon that looks for us again--
How oft hereafter will she wax and wane;
How oft hereafter rising look for us
Through this same Garden--and for one in vain!


And when like her, oh Saki, you shall pass
Among the Guests Star-scatter'd on the Grass,
And in your joyous errand reach the spot
Where we made One--turn down an empty Glass!

______________________________________The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
_______________________________________ Edward Fitzgerald