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“ Asks the setting sun.
None has an answer in the whole silent world.
The earthen lamp says humbly from a corner,
"I will, my lord, as best as I can."
The arrow thinks to himself, "I fly, I am free,
Only the bow is motionless and fixed."
The bow divines his mind and says, "When wilt thou know the truth
That thy freedom is ever dependent on me?"
The moon gives light to the whole creation,
But keeps the dark spot only to herself.
"Restless ocean, what endless speech is thine?" ”

“ The work says, "I feel how utterly poor I am;
I never can attain the fulness which thou hast."
If you at night shed tears for the lost daylight
You get not back the sun but miss all the stars instead. ”

“ The favorite damsel said, "Sire, that other wretched queen of thine
Is unfathomably deep in her cunning greed.
Thou didst graciously assign her a corner of thy cowshed,
It is only to give her chances to have milk from thy cow for nothing." ”