Edward Fitzgerald or FitzGerald may refer to: (wikipedia)
The Ball no question makes of Ayes and Noes, But Here or There as strikes the Player goes.
Ah, take the Cash in hand and waive the Rest.
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head
Think then you are Today what Yesterday you were - Tomorrow you shall not be less
Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road Which to discover we must travel too.
And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell.
If you can prove to me that one miracle took place, I will believe he is a just God who damned us all because a woman ate an apple.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
There was the Door to which I found no key; There was the Veil through which I might see
But still the Vine her ancient Ruby yields, / And still a Garden by the Water blows.
