My care is for myself; Myself am whole and sole reality.
Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.
Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.
Say not "a small event!" Why "small"? Costs it more pain that this ye call A "great event" should come to pass From that? Untwine me from the mass Of deeds which make up life, one deed Power shall fall short in or exceed!
Inscribe all human effort with one word, artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!
Who knows but the world may end tonight