THE MOON.
In the Name of God, the Compassionate, the Merciful.
The Hour approacheth and the moon is cleft asunder.
But if they see a sign they turn aside, and say “Useless magic!”
And they call it a lie, and follow their own lusts:—but everything is ordained.
Yet there came to them messages of forbiddance—
Wisdom supreme—but warners serve not!
Then turn from them: the Day when the Summoner shall summon to a matter of trouble,
With eyes cast down shall they come forth from their graves, as if they were scattered locusts,
Hurrying headlong to the summoner: the unbelievers shall say, “This is a hard day!”