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A Series of Lessons on the Inner Teachings of the Philosophies and Religions of India1284
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“The Prince of the Fair goes proudly forth to the chase at morning;
May our hearts fall a prey to the arrow of His glance!
From His eye what messages are passing continually to mine!
May my eyes be gladdened and filled with intoxication by His Message!”
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“My body is like the moon which is melting for Love,
My heart like Zuhra’s lute—may its strings be broken!
Look not on the moon’s waning nor on Zuhra’s broken state:
Behold the sweetness of his affection—may it wax a thousandfold!”
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“What a Bride is in the Soul! By the reflection of her face
May the world be freshened and coloured like the faces of the newly-married!”
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Eternal Life, methinks, is the time of Union,
Because Time, for me, hath no place there.
Life is the vessels, Union the clear draught In them;
Without Thee what does the pain of the vessels avail me?”
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“Show me Thy face, for I desire the orchard and the rose-garden;
Ope thy lips, for I desire sugar in plenty:
O sun, show forth Thy face from the veil of cloud,
For I desire that radiant glowing countenance.”
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“The souls love-moved are circling on,
Like streams to their great Ocean King.
Thou art the Sun of all men’s thoughts;
Thy kisses are the flowers of spring.
The dawn is pale from yearning Love;
The moon in tears is sorrowing.
Thou art the Rose, and deep for Thee,