This is Quatrain XLVII, one of the new quatrains FitzGerald introduced with the publication of the second edition. It also appears in the Fifth Edition.
Second Edition: Quatrain XLVII
And fear not lest Existence closing your
Account, should lose, or know the type no more;
The Eternal Saki from that Bowl has pour'd
Millions of Bubbles like us, and will pour.
Fifth Edition: Quatrain XLVI
And fear not lest Existence closing your
Account, and mine, should know the like no more;
The Eternal Saki from that Bowl has pour'd
Millions of Bubbles like us, and will pour.
Lines 1, 3, and 4 are identical, with the only changes occurring in the second line. The most significant effect is that the Poet/Narrator now includes himself along with the reader, perhaps to remove any suspicion the reader may have had that the Poet felt himself to be unique.
Overall, I would not call this a very cheerful quatrain for it argues that we all will die some day. Moreover, it dispels those fond delusions that we may have had that we are special or unique in some way, for there are millions like us who have already appeared and millions more who will follow us. And, being compared to a bubble strongly evokes the idea of the ephemeral nature of our being. Perhaps it's time for a cup of wine.
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