THE KASÎDAH IX, 165, 172

Then, if Nirwânâ round our life
 with nothingness, ’tis haply best;
Thy toils and troubles, want and woe
 at length have won their guerdon—Rest.

Cease, Abdû, cease! Thy song is sung,
 nor think the gain the singer’s prize;
Till men hold Ignor’ance deadly sin,
 till man deserves his title “Wise:”

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