“They say that the Dead die not, but remain Near to the rich heirs of their grief and mirth. I think they ride the calm mid-heaven, as these, In wise majestic melancholy train, And watch the moon, and the still-raging seas, And men, coming and going on the earth.” ThinkingMenStillsEarthDiesHeavenGriefWatchesRichWiseSeaMoonTrainCalmRageMelancholyHeirsMirthMajestic Book:1914 & Other Poems Source: 1914 & Other Poems
“I've wandered over many lands, and reaped withal no fruit, I've laid my pride of rank aside, and pressed my baffled suit, At stranger boards, like shameless crow, I've eaten bitter bread, But fierce Desire, that raging fire, still clamours to be fed.” StillsDesireFireLandPrideFruitStrangerRageBreadBitterSuitsBoardsFedsFierceCrowShamelessBaffledClamour Author:Bhartrhari