Wisdom.

Weep not for the waning rose Sigh not when the south wind blows, Drown reflection in the can, Dissipated Mussulman; Better to be glad than sad, By the waves of Rocknabad.

If the truth must be confest, Youth’s a juggle, love’s a jest, Life’s a comic caravan, Discontented Mussulman; Better to be glad than sad, By the waves of Rocknabad.

Eat your crust and drink your wine, Deem the girl you love divine, Make you merry for a span, Philosophic Mussulman; Better to be glad than sad, By the waves of Rocknabad.