Drink! for you know not whence you came nor why: drink! for you know n >>
And that inverted bowl we call The Sky, where under crawling coop't we >>
'Tis all a Checker-board of Nights and days where Destiny with Men for >>
Death does determine life. Once life is finished it acquires a sense; >>
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and >>
But there is good news yet to hear and fine things to be seen before w >>
'Tis all a Checker-board of Nights and days where Destiny with Men for Pieces plays: Hither and thither moves, and mates and slays, and one by one back in the Closet lays.