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214 When those heroes left this world,

Left they nothing but their names.

Bind thy heart not to the earth;

When thou goest, come not back;

Fools squander on the world their hearts,—

League with it is feud with heaven:

Never gives it what thou wishest.

A cup of wine imparts the sight

Of the five heaven-domes with nine steps:

Whoso can himself renounce

Without support shall walk thereon;—

Who discreet is is not wise.

Give me, boy, the Kaisar cup,

Which rejoices heart and soul.

Under wine and under cup

Signify we purest love.

Youth like lightning disappears;

Life goes by us as the wind.

Leave the dwelling with six doors,

And the serpent with nine heads;