Author Edward Fitzgerald LII A moment guessed--then back behind the Fold Immerst of Darkness round the Drama rolled Which, for the Pastime of Eternity, He doth Himself contrive, enact, behold. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments