We are the voices of the wandering wind, Which moan for rest and rest can never find; Lo! as the wind is so is mortal life, A moan, a sigh, a sob, a storm, a strife.
Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop! - Edwin Arnold
Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop!
- Edwin Arnold
A little rain will fill The lily's cup which hardly moistens the field. - Edwin Arnold
A little rain will fill The lily's cup which hardly moistens the field.
One can be a soldier without dying and a lover without sighing. - Edwin Arnold
One can be a soldier without dying and a lover without sighing.
Life, which all creatures love and strive to keep Wonderful, dear and pleasant unto each, Even to the meanest; yea, a boon to all Where pity is, f… - Edwin Arnold
Life, which all creatures love and strive to keep Wonderful, dear and pleasant unto each, Even to the meanest; yea, a boon to all Where pity is, f…
Within yourself deliverance must be searched for, because each man makes hiw own prison. - Edwin Arnold
Within yourself deliverance must be searched for, because each man makes hiw own prison.
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours For one lone soul another lonely soul, Each choosing each through all the weary hours, And meeting stra… - Edwin Arnold
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours For one lone soul another lonely soul, Each choosing each through all the weary hours, And meeting stra…
There is no caste in blood. - Edwin Arnold
There is no caste in blood.
Never the spirit was born; the spirit shall cease to be never; Never was time it was not; End and Beginning are dreams! Birth-less and deathless and … - Edwin Arnold
Never the spirit was born; the spirit shall cease to be never; Never was time it was not; End and Beginning are dreams! Birth-less and deathless and …
Sleep - death without dying - living, but not life. - Edwin Arnold
Sleep - death without dying - living, but not life.
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