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let each play his part In all he finds to do, with unyoked soul. All
things are everywhere by Nature wrought In interaction of the
qualities. The fool, cheated by self, thinks, "This I did"
And "That I wrought;" but- ah, thou strong- armed Prince!-
A better-lessoned mind, knowing the play Of visible things within
the world of sense, And how the qualities must qualify, Standard
aloof even from his acts.
Th' untaught Live mixed with them,
knowing not Nature's way, Of highest aims unwitting, slow and dull.
Those make thou not to stumble, having the light; But all thy dues
discharging, for My sake, With meditation centred inwardly,
Seeking no profit, satisfied, serene, Heedless of issue- fight! They
who shall keep My ordinance thus, the wise and willing hearts, Have
quittance from all issue of their acts; But those who disregard My
ordinance, Thinking they know, know nought, and fall to loss,
Confused and foolish.
'Sooth, the instructed one Doth of his
kind, following what fits him most: And lower creatures of their
kind; in vain Contending 'against the law. Needs must it be The
objects of the sense will stir the sense To like and dislike, yet th'
enlightened man Yields not to these, knowing them enemies.
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