Joy drew the rickshaw,
Heaven takes vengeance,
Empty the larder,
Rickshaw of fire.
This may be expanded into: “We drove about in a rickshaw, enjoying ourselves; we spent all our money; we are punished by Heaven, for we suffer remorse, like the sinners, who are pulled in fiery rickshaws by avenging devils in hell.” Such engaging pictures of a future state are often exhibited at temple fêtes, and serve to stimulate liberality on the part of worshippers. Quite philosophic is the pessimism of
Occasion.
For the moon, cloud-wrack;
For the flower, tempest;
For the truth, this world;
Wanting the hour.