Author Edward Fitzgerald XXX What, without asking, hither hurried Whence? And, without asking, Whither hurried hence? Oh, many a Cup of this forbidden Wine Must drown the memory of that insolence! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments