فعاشر الناس على ريبة .. منهم ولا تكثر منَ الأصدقاء

“I see a horseman disappearing intothe evening mist. Will he travel through wood…”

“Into this Universe, and why not knowing,Nor whence, like Water willy-nilly flow…”

“Ah Love! could thou and I with Fate conspireTo grasp this sorry Scheme of Thing…”

“Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse - …”