Living
Epigram XLIII
Translated by Paul Elmer More (1898) · From A Century of Indian Epigrams (1898)
Living
Pleasure of life we have not known,
Ourselves the sport of Fate alone;
Penance of soul we never sought,
But in our heart unbidden sorrows wrought.
Time hath not journeyed, — nay,
But we are passing day by day;
And the desires that still their rage
Are not grown old — ourselves are chilled with age.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram XLIII.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/41/.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram XLIII.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/41/.
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