The Persian Mystics: Jm

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J. Murray, 1908 - Mysticism - 107 pages
 

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What a bunch of rubbish, this is not even fit to be a book. The "author" clearly a bigot, comments on works written and translated by other authors. Uses the 19th century term Oriental, and can clearly be inferred as a colonialist.

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Page 47 - ... each other draw The draught that so intoxicates them both, That, while upon the wings of Day and Night Time rustles on, and Moons do wax and wane, As from the very Well of Life they drink, And, drinking, fancy they shall never drain. But rolling Heaven from his ambush whispers, "So in my license is it not set down : Ah for the sweet societies I make At Morning, and before the Nightfall break, Ah for the bliss that coming Night fills up, And Morn looks in to find an empty Cup...
Page 50 - She and I no more, but in One 'Undivided Being blended. 'All that is by Nature twain 'Fears, or suffers by, the pain 'Of Separation: Love is only 'Perfect when itself transcends 'Itself, and, one with that it loves, 'In undivided Being blends.
Page 42 - I would be Thy Lover, and thine only — I, mine eyes Seal'd in the light of Thee to all but Thee, Yea, in the revelation of Thyself Lost to Myself, and all that Self is not Within the Double world that is but One.
Page 44 - and you a Lover, " Raving, not about your Mistress, "But about the stars and roses— " What have these to do with Love?" Answer'd he; " Oh thou that aimest
Page 72 - By Itself it cast The die of love. But Beauty cannot brook Concealment and the veil, nor patient rest Unseen and unadmired : 'twill burst all bonds, And from Its prison-casement to the world Reveal Itself. See where the tulip grows In upland meadows, how in balmy spring It decks itself ; and how amidst its thorns The wild rose rends its garment, and reveals Its loveliness. Thou, too, when some rare thought, Or beauteous image, or deep mystery Flashes across thy soul, canst not endure To let it pass,...
Page 76 - Twin bubbles new risen from Fount Kafur ; Two young pomegranates grown on one spray, Where bold hope never a finger might lay. The touchstone itself was proved false when it tried Her arms' fine silver thrice purified ; But the pearl-pure amulets fastened there Were the hearts of the holy absorbed in prayer. The loveliest gave her their souls for rue ; And round the charm their own heartstrings drew.
Page 71 - Thou'-ness, and apart From all duality; Beauty Supreme, Unmanifest, except unto Itself By Its own light, yet fraught with power to charm The souls of all; concealed in the Unseen, An Essence pure, unstained by aught of ill. No mirror to reflect Its loveliness...
Page 41 - Thou, whose memory quickens lovers' souls, Whose fount of joy renews the lover's tongue, Thy shadow falls across the world, and they Bow down to it; and of the rich in beauty Thou art the riches that make lovers mad. Not till Thy secret beauty through the cheek Of Laila smite does she inflame Majnun, And not till Thou have sugar'd Shirin's lip The hearts of those two lovers fill with blood.
Page 45 - To draw the crowned head under her feet. Thus by innumerable bridal wiles She went about soliciting his eyes, Which she would scarce let lose her for a moment; For well she knew that...
Page 83 - King, From the Lord Almighty a message I bring: ' Mine eyes have seen her in humble mood ; I heard her prayer when to thee she sued. At the sight of her labours, her prayers, and sighs, The waves of the sea of my pity rise. Her soul from the sword of despair I free, And here from My throne I betroth her to thee.

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