ON THE DIVAN
HE who knows himself and others
Here will also see,
That the East and West, like brothers,
Parted ne’er shall be.
Thoughtfully to float for ever
‘Tween two worlds, be man’s endeavour!
So between the East and West
To revolve, be my behest!
1833.*
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