1859 edition, stanza 48

While the Rose blows along the River Brink,

With old Khayyám the Ruby Vintage drink:

⁠And when the Angel with his darker Draught

Draws up to thee—take that, and do not shrink.

1868 edition, stanza 46

So when at last the Angel of the drink

Of Darkness finds you by the river-brink,

And, proffering his Cup, invites your Soul

Forth to your Lips to quaff it—do.not shrink.

1879 edition, stanza 43

So when the Angel of the darker Drink

At last shall find you by the river-brink,

And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul

Forth to your Lips to quaff—you shall not shrink.

1889 edition, stanza 43

So when that Angel of the darker Drink

At last shall find you by the river-brink,

And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul

Forth to your Lips to quaff—you shall not shrink.

1872 edition, stanza 42 1872 edition, stanza 44