Living
Epigram LXX
Translated by Paul Elmer More (1898) · From A Century of Indian Epigrams (1898)
Living
A while the helpless wailing child,
A while the youth by lusts denied,
A while for gold to cringe and swink,
A while to hear the yellow counters clink:
A while of lonely eld's disgrace,
The palsied limb and wizened face, —
Then like the player he too creeps
Behind the heavy curtain — he too sleeps.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram LXX.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/65/.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram LXX.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/65/.
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