Maxioms by Edwin Arnold
Who doth right deeds
Is twice born, and who doeth ill deeds vile.
Who doth right deeds
Is twice born, and who doeth ill deeds vile.
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.
Like a plank of driftwood
Tossed on the watery main,
Another plank encountered,
Meets, read more
Like a plank of driftwood
Tossed on the watery main,
Another plank encountered,
Meets, touches, parts again;
So tossed, and drifting ever,
On life's unresting sea,
Men meet, and greet, and sever,
Parting eternally.
The Dewdrop slips into the shining sea!
The Dewdrop slips into the shining sea!
Making all future fruits of all the pasts.
Making all future fruits of all the pasts.
