Do not get engrossed In the dawning day and night;
There is another world, With neither day nor night.
Who knows what tumult The Final Day will bring?
The mosques and the schools Are silent about that day.
The blessings of this culture Are artifice and vanity;
Radiant beauty doth not Seek artificial aids.
Even the Orphean lyre Falters and fails sometimes;
Even the greatest master Will nod as Homer does.