One Moment in Annihilation's Waste, / One Moment, of the Well of Life to taste - / The Stars are setting and the Caravan / Starts for the Dawn of Nothing - Oh, make haste!

Taste is the feminine of genius.

I sent my soul through the Invisible,Some letter of that After life to spell:And by and by my Soul return'd to me,And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell."

Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise! One thing at least is certain This Life flies; One thing is certain and the rest is Lies; The Flower that once has blown forever dies

I am all for the short and merry life.

The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.