Maxioms by Edwin Arnold
The foolish ofttimes teach the wise:
I strain too much this string of life, belike,
Meaning to read more
The foolish ofttimes teach the wise:
I strain too much this string of life, belike,
Meaning to make such music as shall save.
Mine eyes are dim now that they see the truth,
My strength is waned now that my need is most;
Would that I had such help as man must have,
For I shall die, whose life was all men's hope.
A little rain will fill
The lily's cup which hardly moists the field.
A little rain will fill
The lily's cup which hardly moists the field.
The Dewdrop slips into the shining sea!
The Dewdrop slips into the shining sea!
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing read more
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 strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.
