A voice spake out of the skies To a just man and a wise— ‘The world and all within it Will only last a minute!’ And a beggar began to cry ‘Food, food or I die’! Is it worth his while to eat, Or mine to give him meat, If the world and all within it Were nothing the next minute?
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