From all those pangs and sorrows they release found!"
POEMS OF NABI
MUKHAMMES
Alas! nor dew nor smiling rose within this mead is mine;
Within this market-place nor trade nor coin for need is mine;
Nor more nor less; nor power nor strength for act or deed is mine;
Nor might nor eminence; nor balm the cure to speed is mine.
Oh, that I knew what here I am, that which indeed is mine!
Being's the bounty of the Lord; and Life, the gift Divine;