Benjonson, the far-famed poet-dramatist of the Elizabethan age beautifully analyzed
this fact in his little poem captioned, "The Noble Nature". His
observation and inference indeed open our eyes to the greatest truth:
"Short span has its sweetness. And littleness has its loveliness too".
He
gives a graphic account of the truth with an analogy that at once drives home
the truth miraculously. He compares the age to an oak tree that lives hundreds
of years in dim forests. No doubt it grows tall and stout, and covers thousands
of inches of land by spreading its long, thick, green branches. Looks it
majestic and awe-inspiring with its stately appearance, colourful flowers and
shady branches. Then comes 'full stop', with regard to its merits. If at all
there is any in the list of assets, the quantum of timber it yields demands
inclusion. It is, of course, enormous. Mind you, only for timber, it is used
mainly! Nothing
worthwhile other than this, ever appears in sight.
But,
look at the 'Lily' for a while, that lives, but for a day. Ah! What a lovely
tiny flower is it! How captivating is its beauty! Its whiteness and splendor enthrall us. It anoints the gentle breeze with its sweet scent and makes the
inhalers spellbound. It is a flower of light, fairer than May, perhaps the
fairest among such tiniest objects. Hence,. people crave or its company, yearn
for its sight, adorn themselves with it and lastly yet significantly, they use
it as a sacred object of worship. They elevate its position and are elated by it
in turn.
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