The True Knowledge

... ἀναγκαίως δ' ἔχει

βίον θερίζειν ὥστε κάρπιμον στάχυν,

καὶ τὸν μὲν εἶναι τὸν δὲ μή.

Thou knowest all; I seek in vain

      What lands to till or sow with seed—

      The land is black with briar and weed,

Nor cares for falling tears or rain.

Thou knowest all; I sit and wait

      With blinded eyes and hands that fail,

      Till the last lifting of the veil

And the first opening of the gate.

Thou knowest all; I cannot see.

      I trust I shall not live in vain,

      I know that we shall meet again

In some divine eternity.