And if the Cup you drink, the Lip you press, End in what All begins and ends in--Yes; Imagine then you _are_ what heretofore You _were_--hereafter you shall not be less. The first draft of ed. 3 agrees with edd. 3 and 4, except that the first line is-- And if the Cup, and if the Lip you press. STANZA XLIII. In ed. 2: So when at last the Angel of the drink Of Darkness finds you by the river-brink, And, proffering his Cup, invites your Soul Forth to your Lips to quaff it--do not shrink. In the first draft of ed. 3 the only change made was from «proffering» to «offering,» but in ed. 3 the stanza assumed the form in which it also appeared in ed. 4. The change from «the Angel» to «that Angel» was made in MS. by FitzGerald in a copy of ed. 4. XLIV. In ed. 2: Is't not a shame--is't not a shame for him So long in this Clay suburb to abide! XLV. In ed. 2: But that is but a Tent wherein may rest. XLVI. In ed. 2: And fear not lest Existence closing _your_ Account, should lose, or know the type no more. XLVII. In ed. 2: As much as Ocean of a pebble-cast. In ed. 3: As the SEV'N SEAS should heed a pebble-cast. XLVIII. In ed. 2: One Moment in Annihilation's Waste, One Moment, of the Well of Life to taste-- The Stars are setting, and the Caravan Draws to the Dawn of Nothing--Oh make haste. In the first draft of ed. 3 the third line originally stood: Before the starting Caravan has reach'd the rest of the stanza being as in edd. 3 and 4. STANZA XLIX. In ed. 2: A Hair, they say, divides the False and True. The change from «does» to «may» in the last line was made by FitzGerald in MS. L. In ed. 2: A Hair, they say, divides the False and True. LII. In edd. 2 and 3: He does Himself contrive, enact, behold. LIII. In the first draft of ed. 3: To-morrow, when You shall be You no more. LIV. In ed. 2: Better be merry with the fruitful Grape. LV. In ed. 2: You know, my Friends, how bravely in my House For a new Marriage I did make Carouse. LVII. In ed. 2: Have squared the Year to Human Compass, eh? If so, by striking from the Calendar. LXII. In ed. 2 When the frail Cup is crumbled into Dust! LXIII. In ed. 2: The Flower that once is blown for ever dies. LXV. In edd. 2 and 3: They told their fellows, and to Sleep return'd. LXVI. In ed. 2: And after many days my Soul return'd And said, «Behold, Myself am Heav'n and Hell.» LXVII. In ed. 2: And Hell the Shadow of a Soul on fire. LXVIII. In ed. 2: Of visionary Shapes that come and go Round with this Sun-illumin'd Lantern held. LXIX. In ed. 2: Impotent Pieces of the Game He plays. LXX. In ed. 2: But Right or Left as strikes the Player goes. STANZA LXXII. In ed. 2 and the first draft of ed. 3: And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky. In edd. 2 and 3: As impotently rolls as you or I.