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Let not this Cup of Life contain that Bitter Drug, Remorse by name, nor to Brother nor to Friend let us cause a burning tear;
Since these tears again give back salt for salt and smart for smart.
Never let thy salt tears fall on this clay to bring forth more.
Drink not then from this Cup of Pain, for here is the secret of the Potter and his wheel—
Life is the clay with which the Soul doth spin, the Potter is the will by which the wheel is turned.
The Pot so called the Mind, which doth the thoughts contain, Experience is Life's Wheel which action turns! Do Good, it recompenses with peace and bliss, the evils here performed with pain and death.
Thus do we learn of the unwinding of life's entangled skeins, of fear, of hate and of all things unlovable.