Living
Epigram LX
Translated by Paul Elmer More (1898) · From A Century of Indian Epigrams (1898)
Living
Now have I seen it all! the Watcher saith,
And wonders that the pageant lingereth:
And, He hath seen me! then the Other cries,
And wends her way: and this they call the Death.
No more the Spirit feels, no more resolves;
Yet as the potter's wheel awhile revolves
After the potter's hand is still, awhile
The body draws the breath, and then dissolves.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram LX.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/57/.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram LX.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/57/.
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