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WHAT SOUGHT TH[E]Y TH[U]S AFAR
What sought th[e]y th[u]s afar
They sought a faith's pure shrine.
They sought a faith's pure shrine.
Seek! shall I seek! The Gods above should give,
They have enough & w[e] do poorly live.
They have enough & w[e] do poorly live.
“I ask today for no external thing
For sight of upland hill and waving tree,
I do not wish to see the glancing wing
Of bird nor hear with trembling heart her melody,
I ask for that which is our whole life's light,
for the perpetual, true, & clear insight.”
For sight of upland hill and waving tree,
I do not wish to see the glancing wing
Of bird nor hear with trembling heart her melody,
I ask for that which is our whole life's light,
for the perpetual, true, & clear insight.”
Away! away! Thou speakest to me of things
which in all my endless life I have found
not and shall not find.
[Word] to Music
Thy lot, or portion of life, is seeking after
thee; therefore be at rest from seeking
after it. [Word?]
which in all my endless life I have found
not and shall not find.
[Word] to Music
Thy lot, or portion of life, is seeking after
thee; therefore be at rest from seeking
after it. [Word?]
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