Heav'n but the Vision of fulfill'd Desire,And Hell the Shadow from a Soul on fire,Cast on the Darkness into which Ourselves,So late emerged from, shall so soon expire. FitzGerald, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (1859)
Oh, threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise!One thing at least is certain — This Life flies;One thing is certain and the rest is Lies;The Flower that once has blown for ever dies. FitzGerald, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (1859)