In Memoriam
Yon rising Moon that looks for us again---
How oft hereafter will she wax and wane;
How oft hereafter rising look for us
Through this same Garden---and for one in vain!

And when like her, oh, Sáki, you shall pass
Among the Guests Star-scatter'd on the Grass,
And in your blissful errand reach the spot
Where I made One---turn down an empty Glass!


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Vedder's note: The sigh of all. Omar, with his feeble hope of a future, but calmly contemplating inexorable death, still longs for a continuance of existence, if only in the hearts of his companions.