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THE QUATRAINS OF

456.

These ruby lips, and wine, and minstrel boys,
And lute, and harp, your dearly cherished toys,
    Are mere redundancies, and you are naught.
Till you renounce the world's delusive joys.


457.

Bow down, heaven's tyranny to undergo,
Quaff wine to face the world, and all its woe;
    Your origin and end are both in earth,
But now you are above earth, not below!


458.

You know all secrets of this earthly sphere,
Why then remain a prey to empty fear?
    You cannot bend things to your will, but yet
Cheer up for the few moments you are here!


456.   L. N.   Hashw, mere "stuffing," "leather or prunello."