Three springs in life’s unbroken joyless desert
Mysteriously issue from the sands:
The spring of youth, uneven and rebellious,
Bears swift its sparkling stream through sunny lands;
Life’s exiles drink the wave of inspiration
That swells the limpid fount of Castaly;
But ’tis the deep, cold wellspring of oblivion
That slakes most sweetly thirst and ecstasy.