of Haji Abdu El-Yezdi – Sir Richard Burton
admin THE KASÎDAH IV — • — “Who made your Maker? If Self-made, why fare so far to fare the worse “Sufficeth not a world of worlds, a self-made chain of universe? “Grant an Idea, Primal Cause, the Causing Cause, why crave for more? “Why strive its depth and breadth to mete, to trace its work, … Read more
THE KASÎDAH IV — • — “All matter hath a birth and death; ’tis made, unmade and made anew; “We choose to call the Maker ‘God’:— such is the Zâhid’s owly view. “You changeful finite Creatures strain” (rejoins the Drawer of the Wine)* “The dizzy depths of Inf’inite Power to fathom with your foot of … Read more
THE KASÎDAH IV — • — WHAT Truths hath gleaned that Sage consumed by many a moon that waxt and waned? What Prophet-strain be his to sing? What hath his old Experience gained? There is no God, no man-made God; a bigger, stronger, crueller man; Black phantom of our baby-fears, ere Thought, the life of … Read more
THE KASÎDAH III — • — Cease, Man, to mourn, to weep, to wail; enjoy thy shining hour of sun; We dance along Death’s icy brink, but is the dance less full of fun?
THE KASÎDAH III — • — Dost not, O Maker, blush to hear, amid the storm of tears and blood, Man say Thy mercy made what is, and saw the made and said ’twas good? The marvel is that man can smile dreaming his ghostly ghastly dream;— Better the heedless atomy that buzzes in the … Read more
THE KASÎDAH III — • — When swift the Camel-rider spans the howling waste, by Kismet sped, And of his Magic Wand a wave hurries the quick to join the dead.* How sore the burden, strange the strife; how full of splendour, wonder, fear; Life, atom of that Infinite Space that stretcheth ’twixt the Here … Read more
THE KASÎDAH III — • — We live our lives with rogues and fools, dead and alive, alive and dead, We die ’twixt one who feels the pulse and one who frets and clouds the head: And,—oh, the Pity!—hardly conned the lesson comes its fatal term; Fate bids us bundle up our books, and bear … Read more
THE KASÎDAH III — • — Such general joy could never fade; and yet the chilling whisper came One face had paled, one form had failed; had fled the bank, had swum the stream; Still revellers danced, and sang, and trod the hither bank of Time’s deep tide, Still one by one they left and … Read more
THE KASÎDAH III — • — A drop in Ocean’s boundless tide, unfathom’d waste of agony; Where millions live their horrid lives by making other millions die. How with a heart that would through love to Universal Love aspire, Man woos infernal chance to smite, as Min’arets draw the Thunder-fire. How Earth on Earth builds … Read more
THE KASÎDAH III — • — This House whose frame be flesh and bone, mortar’d with blood and faced with skin, The home of sickness, dolours, age; unclean without, impure within: Sans ray to cheer its inner gloom, the chambers haunted by the Ghost, Darkness his name, a cold dumb Shade stronger than all the … Read more