BY THE heaven, and by the nightly visitant
Would that you knew what the nightly visitant is
It is the star of piercing brightness
For every soul there is a guardian
Let man reflect from what he is created
he was created from an ejaculated fluid
that issues from between the loins and the ribs
Surely He has power to bring him back
on the day when consciences are searched
Helpless shall he be, with none to succour him
By the heaven with its recurring cycles
and by the earth, ever bursting with new growth
this¹ is a discerning utterance
no flippant jest
They scheme and scheme
and I, too, scheme and scheme
Therefore bear with the unbelievers, and let them be awhile