Ryder
AFTER LIFE'S FITFUL FEVER
My mind no longer loves philosophy
No longer seeks delight in poetry,
Contemns the paths of doubt so often trod,
And yearns to be united with its God.
Tawney
What folly 'tis o'er musty texts to brood,
Or charm with plays and songs the idle mood!
All fancies vain my soul hath flung aside,
Resolved in Siva only to confide.
Telang
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प्रशान्तशास्त्रार्थविचारचापलं
निवृत्तनानारसकाव्यकौतुकम् ।
निरस्त निः शेषविकल्पविस्तरं
प्रपत्तमन्विच्छति शंकरं मनः ॥ २७ ॥
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St. XXVII . - T = faucies , reveries see note on St. 7C .
प्रपत्तुम् to reach , to attain to.Vans'astha .
Gopinath1914
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Gopinath1896
