English or Persian, while the mouth is fair,
What can it matter how it says good-night?
Whether the legend in the Book of Youth
Runs left or right, it reads a prayer for ruth;
The music of the bird upon the bough
Meant, and still means, no more nor less than truth.
The wisdom of the wisest of the wise
Is but the pinch of powder in the eyes
Thrown by the fingers of the fiend, that we
True things from false may fail to recognise.