Guest guest Posted February 20, 2003 Report Share Posted February 20, 2003 Pain is a treasure,for it contains mercies; The kernel is soft when the rind is scraped off . Oh brother , the place of darkness and cold Is the fountain of Life and the cup of Ecstacy . So also is endurance of pain, sickness and disease, For from abasement proceeds exaltation . .. The spring seasons are hidden in the autumns, And the autumns are charged with springs . [Trans.F.Hadland Davies ] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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