Sanjaya.
So spake Arjuna to the Lord of Hearts, And sighing, "I will not
fight!" held silence then. To whom, with tender smile, (O
Bharata!) While the Prince wept despairing 'twixt those hosts,
Krishna made answer in Divinest verse: Krishna.
Thou grievest where no grief should be! thou
speak'st Words lacking wisdom! for the wise in heart Mourn not for
those that live, nor those that die.
Nor I, nor thou, nor any one of these,
Ever was not, nor ever will not be, For ever and for ever
afterwards. All, that doth live, lives always! To man's frame As
there come infancy and youth and age, So come there raisings-up and
layings-down Of other and of other life-abodes, Which the wise know,
and fear not. This that irks- Thy sense-life, thrilling to the
elements- Bringing thee heat and cold, sorrows and joys, 'Tis brief
and mutable! Bear with it, Prince! As the wise bear.
The soul which is not moved, The soul
that with a strong and constant calm Takes sorrow and takes joy
indifferently, Lives in the life undying! That which is Can never
cease to be; that which is not Will not exist.
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