"When the sun goeth up, where stayeth night? When the joy of bounty came, where lagged affliction?..."

"He is only scented with musk, he is not himself musk, He smells of musk, but is really naught but dung, For his dung to ..."

"This world of illusions, fancies, desires and fears Is a mighty obstacle in the traveller's path. Thus when these forms ..."