Combined with the suggestion contained in this ruba'i, we find the echo of a sentiment that recurs continually in the originals, _e.g._, C. 82 (ll. 3 and 4) and O. 129 (ll. 3 and 4). This verdure, which for the present is my pleasure-ground Until the verdure (springing) from my clay shall become a pleasure-ground--for whom? _Ref._: C. 82, L. 191, B. 188, S.P. 70, P. 305, B. ii. 36, T. 63 and 351.--W. 73, N. 70, V. 187. Sit upon the greensward, O Idol, for it will not be long Ere that greensward shall grow from my dust and thine. _Ref._: O. 129, C. 416, L. 634, B. 626, S.P. 345, P. 47, B. ii. 464, P. v. 131--W. 390, N. 348, E.C. 3, V. 683. XXIV. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and--sans End! The inspiration for this quatrain is found in the following (O. 76 and 35). Do not allow sorrow to embrace thee, Nor an idle grief to occupy thy days, Forsake not the book and the lover's lips and the green bank of the field, Ere that the earth enfold thee in its bosom. _Ref._: O. 76, C. 173, L. 315, B. 311, P. 189, B. ii. 233, T. 121, P. v. 39.--de T. 9, V. 317. Drink wine, for thou wilt sleep long beneath the clay Without an intimate, a friend, a comrade, or a mate. _Ref._: O. 35, C. 80, L. 188, B. 185, P. 284, T. 60.--W. 107, V. 184. XXV. Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare, And those that after some TO-MORROW stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries, «Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There.» The inspiration for this quatrain is in C. 396. Some are immersed in contemplation of doctrine and faith, Others stand stupefied between doubt and certainty, Suddenly a Muezzin, from his lurking place, cries out «O Fools! the Road[43] is neither here nor there.» _Ref._: C. 396, L. 591, B. 584, S.P. 324, P. iii. 6, P. 65.--W. 376, N. 337, V. 638. XXVI. Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd Of the Two Worlds so wisely--they are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to scorn Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with dust. This quatrain is taken from O. 140 and C. 236. Those, O Saki, who have gone before us, Have fallen asleep, O Saki, in the dust (or _khwab_ sleep) of self-esteem, Go thou and drink wine, and hear the truth from me, Whatever they have said, O Saki, is but wind! _Ref._: O. 140, C. 453, L. 687, B. 678, S.P. 380, P. 260, B. ii. 525, T. 279, P. v. 22.--W 428, N. 384, V. 739. Those who are the cream of the existence of mankind, Spur the Burak of their thoughts up to the highest heaven,[44] In the study of your being, like heaven itself Their heads are turned, and overset, and spinning. _Ref._: C. 236, L. 326, B. 322, S.P. 120, T. 155, W. 147, N. 120, V. 328. XXVII.