Maxioms by Edwin Arnold
What good I see humbly I seek to do,
And live obedient to the law, in trust
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What good I see humbly I seek to do,
And live obedient to the law, in trust
That what will come, and must come, shall come well.
The sunbeams dropped
Their gold, and, passing in porch and niche,
Softened to shadows, silvery, pale, and read more
The sunbeams dropped
Their gold, and, passing in porch and niche,
Softened to shadows, silvery, pale, and dim,
As if the very Day paused and grew Eve.
We are the voices of the wandering wind,
Which moan for rest and rest can never find;
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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.
Pity and need
Make all flesh kin. There in no caste in blood.
Pity and need
Make all flesh kin. There in no caste in blood.
