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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Madman, by Khalil Gibran
+
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+Title: The Madman
+
+Author: Khalil Gibran
+
+Posting Date: July 2, 2011 [EBook #5616]
+Release Date: May, 2004
+[This file was first posted on July 22, 2002]
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+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE MADMAN ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by William Fishburne
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+The Madman
+
+His Parables and Poems
+
+
+By Kahlil Gibran
+
+
+
+
+
+You ask me how I became a madman.  It happened thus:  One day, long
+before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all
+my masks were stolen,--the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in
+seven lives,--I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting,
+"Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves."
+
+Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear
+of me.
+
+And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top
+cried, "He is a madman."  I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed
+my own naked face for the first time.  For the first time the sun
+kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for
+the sun, and I wanted my masks no more.  And as if in a trance I
+cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks."
+
+Thus I became a madman.
+
+And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
+
+But let me not be too proud of my safety.  Even a Thief in a jail
+is safe from another thief.
+
+
+
+
+
+God
+
+
+
+
+In the ancient days, when the first quiver of speech came to my lips,
+I ascended the holy mountain and spoke unto God, saying, "Master,
+I am thy slave.  Thy hidden will is my law and I shall obey thee
+for ever more."
+
+But God made no answer, and like a mighty tempest passed away.
+
+And after a thousand years I ascended the holy mountain and again
+spoke unto God, saying, "Creator, I am thy creation.  Out of clay
+hast thou fashioned me and to thee I owe mine all."
+
+And God made no answer, but like a thousand swift wings passed
+away.
+
+And after a thousand years I climbed the holy mountain and spoke
+unto God again, saying, "Father, I am thy son.  In pity and love
+thou hast given me birth, and through love and worship I shall
+inherit thy kingdom."
+
+And God made no answer, and like the mist that veils the distant
+hills he passed away.
+
+And after a thousand years I climbed the sacred mountain and again
+spoke unto God, saying, "My God, my aim and my fulfillment; I am
+thy yesterday and thou are my tomorrow.  I am thy root in the earth
+and thou art my flower in the sky, and together we grow before the
+face of the sun."
+
+Then God leaned over me, and in my ears whispered words of sweetness,
+and even as the sea that enfoldeth a brook that runneth down to
+her, he enfolded me.
+
+And when I descended to the valleys and the plains God was there
+also.
+
+
+
+
+
+My Friend
+
+
+
+
+My friend, I am not what I seem.  Seeming is but a garment I wear--a
+care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee
+from my negligence.
+
+The "I" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and
+therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.
+
+I would not have thee believe in what I say nor trust in what I
+do--for my words are naught but thy own thoughts in sound and my
+deeds thy own hopes in action.
+
+When thou sayest, "The wind bloweth eastward," I say, "Aye it doth
+blow eastward"; for I would not have thee know that my mind doth
+not dwell upon the wind but upon the sea.
+
+Thou canst not understand my seafaring thoughts, nor would I have
+thee understand.  I would be at sea alone.
+
+When it is day with thee, my friend, it is night with me; yet even
+then I speak of the noontide that dances upon the hills and of
+the purple shadow that steals its way across the valley; for thou
+canst not hear the songs of my darkness nor see my wings beating
+against the stars--and I fain would not have thee hear or see.  I
+would be with night alone.
+
+When thou ascendest to thy Heaven I descend to my Hell--even then
+thou callest to me across the unbridgeable gulf, "My companion, my
+comrade," and I call back to thee, "My comrade, my companion"--for
+I would not have thee see my Hell.  The flame would burn thy eyesight
+and the smoke would crowd thy nostrils.  And I love my Hell too
+well to have thee visit it.  I would be in Hell alone.
+
+Thou lovest Truth and Beauty and Righteousness; and I for thy sake
+say it is well and seemly to love these things.  But in my heart
+I laught at thy love.  Yet I would not have thee see my laughter.
+I would laugh alone.
+
+My friend, thou art good and cautious and wise; nay, thou art
+perfect--and I, too, speak with thee wisely and cautiously.  And
+yet I am mad.  But I mask my madness.  I would be mad alone.
+
+My friend, thou art not my friend, but how shall I make thee
+understand?  My path is not thy path, yet together we walk, hand
+in hand.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Scarecrow
+
+
+
+
+Once I said to a scarecrow, "You must be tired of standing in this
+lonely field."
+
+And he said, "The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting one, and I
+never tire of it."
+
+Said I, after a minute of thought, "It is true; for I too have
+known that joy."
+
+Said he, "Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it."
+
+Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled
+me.
+
+A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher.
+
+And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest
+under his hat.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Sleep-Walkers
+
+
+
+
+In the town where I was born lived a woman and her daughter, who
+walked in their sleep.
+
+One night, while silence enfolded the world, the woman and her
+daughter, walking, yet asleep, met in their mist-veiled garden.
+
+And the mother spoke, and she said:  "At last, at last, my enemy!
+You by whom my youth was destroyed--who have built up your life
+upon the ruins of mine!  Would I could kill you!"
+
+And the daughter spoke, and she said:  "O hateful woman, selfish
+and old!  Who stand between my freer self and me!  Who would have
+my life an echo of your own faded life!  Would you were dead!"
+
+At that moment a cock crew, and both women awoke.  The mother said
+gently, "Is that you, darling?"  And the daughter answered gently,
+"Yes, dear."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Wise Dog
+
+
+
+
+One day there passed by a company of cats a wise dog.
+
+And as he came near and saw that they were very intent and heeded
+him not, he stopped.
+
+Then there arose in the midst of the company a large, grave cat and
+looked upon them and said, "Brethren, pray ye; and when ye have
+prayed again and yet again, nothing doubting, verily then it shall
+rain mice."
+
+And when the dog heard this he laughed in his heart and turned from
+them saying, "O blind and foolish cats, has it not been written and
+have I not known and my fathers before me, that that which raineth
+for prayer and faith and supplication is not mice but bones."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Two Hermits
+
+
+
+
+Upon a lonely mountain, there lived two hermits who worshipped God
+and loved one another.
+
+Now these two hermits had one earthen bowl, and this was their only
+possession.
+
+One day an evil spirit entered into the heart of the older hermit
+and he came to the younger and said, "It is long that we have
+lived together.  The time has come for us to part.  Let us divide
+our possessions."
+
+Then the younger hermit was saddened and he said, "It grieves
+me, Brother, that thou shouldst leave me.  But if thou must needs
+go, so be it," and he brought the earthen bowl and gave it to him
+saying, "We cannot divide it, Brother, let it be thine."
+
+Then the older hermit said, "Charity I will not accept.  I will
+take nothing but mine own.  It must be divided."
+
+And the younger one said, "If the bowl be broken, of what use would
+it be to thee or to me?  If it be thy pleasure let us rather cast
+a lot."
+
+But the older hermit said again, "I will have but justice and mine
+own, and I will not trust justice and mine own to vain chance.  The
+bowl must be divided."
+
+Then the younger hermit could reason no further and he said, "If
+it be indeed thy will, and if even so thou wouldst have it let us
+now break the bowl."
+
+But the face of the older hermit grew exceedingly dark, and he
+cried, "O thou cursed coward, thou wouldst not fight."
+
+
+
+
+
+On Giving and Taking
+
+
+
+
+Once there lived a man who had a valley-full of needles.  And one
+day the mother of Jesus came to him and said:  "Friend, my son's
+garment is torn and I must needs mend it before he goeth to the
+temple.  Wouldst thou not give me a needle?"
+
+And he gave her not a needle, but he gave her a learned discourse
+on Giving and Taking to carry to her son before he should go to
+the temple.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Seven Selves
+
+
+
+
+In the stillest hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven
+selves sat together and thus conversed in whisper:
+
+First Self:  Here, in this madman, I have dwelt all these years,
+with naught to do but renew his pain by day and recreate his sorrow
+by night.  I can bear my fate no longer, and now I rebel.
+
+Second Self:  Yours is a better lot than mine, brother, for it is
+given to me to be this madman's joyous self.  I laugh his laughter
+and sing his happy hours, and with thrice winged feet I dance
+his brighter thoughts.  It is I that would rebel against my weary
+existence.
+
+Third Self:  And what of me, the love-ridden self, the flaming brand
+of wild passion and fantastic desires?  It is I the love-sick self
+who would rebel against this madman.
+
+Fourth Self:  I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught
+was given me but odious hatred and destructive loathing.  It is
+I, the tempest-like self, the one born in the black caves of Hell,
+who would protest against serving this madman.
+
+Fifth Self:  Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the fanciful self,
+the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without
+rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is
+I, not you, who would rebel.
+
+Sixth Self:  And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who,
+with patient hands, and longing eyes, fashion the days into images
+and give the formless elements new and eternal forms--it is I, the
+solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.
+
+Seventh Self:  How strange that you all would rebel against this
+man, because each and every one of you has a preordained fate to
+fulfill.  Ah! could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined
+lot!  But I have none, I am the do-nothing self, the one who sits
+in the dumb, empty nowhere and nowhen, while you are busy re-creating
+life.  Is it you or I, neighbours, who should rebel?
+
+When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with
+pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper
+one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy
+submission.
+
+But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothingness,
+which is behind all things.
+
+
+
+
+
+War
+
+
+
+
+One night a feast was held in the palace, and there came a man and
+prostrated himself before the prince, and all the feasters looked
+upon him; and they saw that one of his eyes was out and that
+the empty socket bled.  And the prince inquired of him, "What has
+befallen you?"  And the man replied, "O prince, I am by profession
+a thief, and this night, because there was no moon, I went to rob
+the money-changer's shop, and as I climbed in through the window
+I made a mistake and entered the weaver's shop, and in the dark I
+ran into the weaver's loom and my eye was plucked out.  And now,
+O prince, I ask for justice upon the weaver."
+
+Then the prince sent for the weaver and he came, and it was decreed
+that one of his eyes should be plucked out.
+
+"O prince," said the weaver, "the decree is just.  It is right that
+one of my eyes be taken.  And yet, alas! both are necessary to me
+in order that I may see the two sides of the cloth that I weave.
+But I have a neighbour, a cobbler, who has also two eyes, and in
+his trade both eyes are not necessary."
+
+Then the prince sent for the cobbler.  And he came.  And they took
+out one of the cobbler's two eyes.
+
+And justice was satisfied.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Fox
+
+
+
+
+A fox looked at his shadow at sunrise and said, "I will have
+a camel for lunch today."  And all morning he went about looking
+for camels.  But at noon he saw his shadow again--and he said, "A
+mouse will do."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Wise King
+
+
+
+
+Once there ruled in the distant city of Wirani a king who was both
+mighty and wise.  And he was feared for his might and loved for
+his wisdom.
+
+Now, in the heart of that city was a well, whose water was cool and
+crystalline, from which all the inhabitants drank, even the king
+and his courtiers; for there was no other well.
+
+One night when all were asleep, a witch entered the city, and poured
+seven drops of strange liquid into the well, and said, "From this
+hour he who drinks this water shall become mad."
+
+Next morning all the inhabitants, save the king and his lord
+chamberlain, drank from the well and became mad, even as the witch
+had foretold.
+
+And during that day the people in the narrow streets and in the
+market places did naught but whisper to one another, "The king is
+mad.  Our king and his lord chamberlain have lost their reason.
+Surely we cannot be ruled by a mad king.  We must dethrone him."
+
+That evening the king ordered a golden goblet to be filled from the
+well.  And when it was brought to him he drank deeply, and gave it
+to his lord chamberlain to drink.
+
+And there was great rejoicing in that distant city of Wirani,
+because its king and its lord chamberlain had regained their reason.
+
+
+
+
+
+Ambition
+
+
+
+
+Three men met at a tavern table.  One was a weaver, another a
+carpenter and the third a ploughman.
+
+Said the weaver, "I sold a fine linen shroud today for two pieces
+of gold.  Let us have all the wine we want."
+
+"And I," said the carpenter, "I sold my best coffin.  We will have
+a great roast with the wine."
+
+"I only dug a grave," said the ploughman, "but my patron paid me
+double.  Let us have honey cakes too."
+
+And all that evening the tavern was busy, for they called often
+for wine and meat and cakes.  And they were merry.
+
+And the host rubbed his hands and smiled at his wife; for his guests
+were spending freely.
+
+When they left the moon was high, and they walked along the road
+singing and shouting together.
+
+The host and his wife stood in the tavern door and looked after
+them.
+
+"Ah!" said the wife, "these gentlemen!  So freehanded and so gay!
+If only they could bring us such luck every day!  Then our son need
+not be a tavern-keeper and work so hard.  We could educate him,
+and he could become a priest."
+
+
+
+
+
+The New Pleasure
+
+
+
+
+Last night I invented a new pleasure, and as I was giving it the
+first trial an angel and a devil came rushing toward my house.  They
+met at my door and fought with each other over my newly created
+pleasure; the one crying, "It is a sin!"--the other, "It is a
+virtue!"
+
+
+
+
+
+The Other Language
+
+
+
+
+Three days after I was born, as I lay in my silken cradle, gazing
+with astonished dismay on the new world round about me, my mother
+spoke to the wet-nurse, saying, "How does my child?"
+
+And the wet-nurse answered, "He does well, Madame, I have fed him
+three times; and never before have I seen a babe so young yet so
+gay."
+
+And I was indignant; and I cried, "It is not true, mother; for
+my bed is hard, and the milk I have sucked is bitter to my mouth,
+and the odour of the breast is foul in my nostrils, and I am most
+miserable."
+
+But my mother did not understand, nor did the nurse; for the language
+I spoke was that of the world from which I came.
+
+And on the twenty-first day of my life, as I was being christened,
+the priest said to my mother, "You should indeed by happy, Madame,
+that your son was born a Christian."
+
+And I was surprised,--and I said to the priest, "Then your mother
+in Heaven should be unhappy, for you were not born a Christian."
+
+But the priest too did not understand my language.
+
+And after seven moons, one day a soothsayer looked at me, and he
+said to my mother, "Your son will be a statesman and a great leader
+of men."
+
+But I cried out,--"That is a false prophet; for I shall be a
+musician, and naught but a musician shall I be."
+
+But even at that age my language was not understood--and great was
+my astonishment.
+
+And after three and thirty years, during which my mother, and the
+nurse, and the priest have all died, (the shadow of God be upon
+their spirits) the soothsayer still lives.  And yesterday I met him
+near the gates of the temple; and while we were talking together
+he said, "I have always known you would become a great musician.
+Even in your infancy I prophesied and foretold your future."
+
+And I believed him--for now I too have forgotten the language of
+that other world.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Pomegranate
+
+
+
+
+Once when I was living in the heart of a pomegranate, I heard a seed
+saying, "Someday I shall become a tree, and the wind will sing in
+my branches, and the sun will dance on my leaves, and I shall be
+strong and beautiful through all the seasons."
+
+Then another seed spoke and said, "When I was as young as you, I
+too held such views; but now that I can weigh and measure things,
+I see that my hopes were vain."
+
+And a third seed spoke also, "I see in us nothing that promises so
+great a future."
+
+And a fourth said, "But what a mockery our life would be, without
+a greater future!"
+
+Said a fifth, "Why dispute what we shall be, when we know not even
+what we are."
+
+But a sixth replied, "Whatever we are, that we shall continue to
+be."
+
+And a seventh said, "I have such a clear idea how everything will
+be, but I cannot put it into words."
+
+Then an eight spoke--and a ninth--and a tenth--and then many--until
+all were speaking, and I could distinguish nothing for the many
+voices.
+
+And so I moved that very day into the heart of a quince, where the
+seeds are few and almost silent.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Two Cages
+
+
+
+
+In my father's garden there are two cages.  In one is a lion, which
+my father's slaves brought from the desert of Ninavah; in the other
+is a songless sparrow.
+
+Every day at dawn the sparrow calls to the lion, "Good morrow to
+thee, brother prisoner."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Three Ants
+
+
+
+
+Three ants met on the nose of a man who was asleep in the sun.  And
+after they had saluted one another, each according to the custom
+of his tribe, they stood there conversing.
+
+The first ant said, "These hills and plains are the most barren I
+have known.  I have searched all day for a grain of some sort, and
+there is none to be found."
+
+Said the second ant, "I too have found nothing, though I have
+visited every nook and glade.  This is, I believe, what my people
+call the soft, moving land where nothing grows."
+
+Then the third ant raised his head and said, "My friends, we are
+standing now on the nose of the Supreme Ant, the mighty and infinite
+Ant, whose body is so great that we cannot see it, whose shadow
+is so vast that we cannot trace it, whose voice is so loud that we
+cannot hear it; and He is omnipresent."
+
+When the third ant spoke thus the other ants looked at each other
+and laughed.
+
+At that moment the man moved and in his sleep raised his hand and
+scratched his nose, and the three ants were crushed.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Grave-Digger
+
+
+
+
+Once, as I was burying one of my dead selves, the grave-digger came
+by and said to me, "Of all those who come here to bury, you alone
+I like."
+
+Said I, "You please me exceedingly, but why do you like me?"
+
+"Because," said he, "They come weeping and go weeping--you only
+come laughing and go laughing."
+
+
+
+
+
+On the Steps of the Temple
+
+
+
+
+Yestereve, on the marble steps of the Temple, I saw a woman sitting
+between two men.  One side of her face was pale, the other was
+blushing.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Blessed City
+
+
+
+
+In my youth I was told that in a certain city every one lived
+according to the Scriptures.
+
+And I said, "I will seek that city and the blessedness thereof."
+And it was far.  And I made great provision for my journey.  And
+after forty days I beheld the city and on the forty-first day I
+entered into it.
+
+And lo! the whole company of the inhabitants had each but a single
+eye and but one hand.  And I was astonished and said to myself,
+"Shall they of this so holy city have but one eye and one hand?"
+
+Then I saw that they too were astonished, for they were marveling
+greatly at my two hands and my two eyes.  And as they were speaking
+together I inquired of them saying, "Is this indeed the Blessed
+City, where each man lives according to the Scriptures?"  And they
+said, "Yes, this is that city."
+
+"And what," said I, "hath befallen you, and where are your right
+eyes and your right hands?"
+
+And all the people were moved.  And they said, "Come thou and see."
+
+And they took me to the temple in the midst of the city.  And in
+the temple I saw a heap of hands and eyes.  All withered.  Then said
+I, "Alas! what conqueror hath committed this cruelty upon you?"
+
+And there went a murmur amongst them.  And one of their elders
+stood forth and said, "This doing is of ourselves.  God hath made
+us conquerors over the evil that was in us."
+
+And he led me to a high altar, and all the people followed.  And
+he showed me above the altar an inscription graven, and I read:
+
+
+"If thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out and cast it from thee;
+for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish,
+and not that the whole body should be cast into hell.  And if thy
+right hand offend thee, cut it off and cast it from thee; for it
+is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and
+not that thy whole body should be cast into hell."
+
+
+Then I understood.  And I turned about to all the people and cried,
+"Hath no man or woman among you two eyes or two hands?"
+
+And they answered me saying, "No, not one.  There is none whole save
+such as are yet too young to read the Scripture and to understand
+its commandment."
+
+And when we had come out of the temple, I straightway left that
+Blessed City; for I was not too young, and I could read the scripture.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Good God and the Evil God
+
+
+
+
+The Good God and the Evil God met on the mountain top.
+
+The Good God said, "Good day to you, brother."
+
+The Evil God did not answer.
+
+And the Good God said, "You are in a bad humour today."
+
+"Yes," said the Evil God, "for of late I have been often mistaken
+for you, called by your name, and treated as if I were you, and it
+ill-pleases me."
+
+And the Good God said, "But I too have been mistaken for you and
+called by your name."
+
+The Evil God walked away cursing the stupidity of man.
+
+
+
+
+
+Defeat
+
+
+
+
+Defeat, my Defeat, my solitude and my aloofness;
+You are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs,
+And sweeter to my heart than all world-glory.
+
+Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge and my defiance,
+Through you I know that I am yet young and swift of foot
+And not to be trapped by withering laurels.
+And in you I have found aloneness
+And the joy of being shunned and scorned.
+
+Defeat, my Defeat, my shining sword and shield,
+In your eyes I have read
+That to be enthroned is to be enslaved,
+And to be understood is to be leveled down,
+And to be grasped is but to reach one's fullness
+And like a ripe fruit to fall and be consumed.
+
+Defeat, my Defeat, my bold companion,
+You shall hear my songs and my cries and my silences,
+And none but you shall speak to me of the beating of wings,
+And urging of seas,
+And of mountains that burn in the night,
+And you alone shall climb my steep and rocky soul.
+
+Defeat, my Defeat, my deathless courage,
+You and I shall laugh together with the storm,
+And together we shall dig graves for all that die in us,
+And we shall stand in the sun with a will,
+And we shall be dangerous.
+
+
+
+
+
+Night and the Madman
+
+
+
+
+"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming
+path which is above my day-dreams, and whenever my foot touches
+earth a giant oak tree comes forth."
+
+"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still lookest
+backward to see how large a foot-print thou leavest on the sand."
+
+"I am like thee, O, Night, silent and deep; and in the heart of
+my loneliness lies a Goddess in child-bed; and in him who is being
+born Heaven touches Hell."
+
+"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou shudderest yet
+before pain, and the song of the abyss terrifies thee."
+
+"I am like thee, O, Night, wild and terrible; for my ears are crowded
+with cries of conquered nations and sighs for forgotten lands."
+
+"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still takest thy
+little-self for a comrade, and with thy monster-self thou canst
+not be friend."
+
+"I am like thee, O, Night, cruel and awful; for my bosom is lit
+by burning ships at sea, and my lips are wet with blood of slain
+warriors."
+
+"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman; for the desire for a
+sister-spirit is yet upon thee, and thou has not become alone unto
+thyself."
+
+"I am like thee, O, Night, joyous and glad; for he who dwells in
+my shadow is now drunk with virgin wine, and she who follows me is
+sinning mirthfully."
+
+"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thy soul is wrapped in
+the veil of seven folds and thou holdest not thy heart in thine
+hand."
+
+"I am like thee, O, Night, patient and passionate; for in my breast
+a thousand dead lovers are buried in shrouds of withered kisses."
+
+"Yea, Madman, art thou like me?  Art thou like me?  And canst thou
+ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the lightning as a sword?"
+
+"Like thee, O, Night, like thee, mighty and high, and my throne is
+built upon heaps of fallen Gods; and before me too pass the days
+to kiss the hem of my garment but never to gaze at my face."
+
+"Art thou like me, child of my darkest heart?  And dost thou think
+my untamed thoughts and speak my vast language?"
+
+"Yea, we are twin brothers, O, Night; for thou revealest space and
+I reveal my soul."
+
+
+
+
+
+Faces
+
+
+
+
+I have seen a face with a thousand countenances, and a face that
+was but a single countenance as if held in a mould.
+
+
+I have seen a face whose sheen I could look through to the ugliness
+beneath, and a face whose sheen I had to lift to see how beautiful
+it was.
+
+
+I have seen an old face much lined with nothing, and a smooth face
+in which all things were graven.
+
+
+I know faces, because I look through the fabric my own eye weaves,
+and behold the reality beneath.
+
+
+
+
+
+The Greater Sea
+
+
+
+
+My soul and I went to the great sea to bathe.  And when we reached
+the shore, we went about looking for a hidden and lonely place.
+
+But as we walked, we saw a man sitting on a grey rock taking pinches
+of salt from a bag and throwing them into the sea.
+
+"This is the pessimist," said my soul, "Let us leave this place.
+We cannot bathe here."
+
+We walked on until we reached an inlet.  There we saw, standing
+on a white rock, a man holding a bejeweled box, from which he took
+sugar and threw it into the sea.
+
+"And this is the optimist," said my soul, "And he too must not see
+our naked bodies."
+
+Further on we walked.  And on a beach we saw a man picking up dead
+fish and tenderly putting them back into the water.
+
+"And we cannot bathe before him," said my soul.  "He is the humane
+philanthropist."
+
+And we passed on.
+
+Then we came where we saw a man tracing his shadow on the sand.
+Great waves came and erased it.  But he went on tracing it again
+and again.
+
+"He is the mystic," said my soul, "Let us leave him."
+
+And we walked on, till in a quiet cover we saw a man scooping up
+the foam and putting it into an alabaster bowl.
+
+"He is the idealist," said my soul, "Surely he must not see our
+nudity."
+
+And on we walked.  Suddenly we heard a voice crying, "This is the
+sea.  This is the deep sea.  This is the vast and mighty sea."
+And when we reached the voice it was a man whose back was turned
+to the sea, and at his ear he held a shell, listening to its murmur.
+
+And my soul said, "Let us pass on.  He is the realist, who turns
+his back on the whole he cannot grasp, and busies himself with a
+fragment."
+
+So we passed on.  And in a weedy place among the rocks was a man
+with his head buried in the sand.  And I said to my soul, "We can
+bath here, for he cannot see us."
+
+"Nay," said my soul, "For he is the most deadly of them all.  He
+is the puritan."
+
+Then a great sadness came over the face of my soul, and into her
+voice.
+
+"Let us go hence," she said, "For there is no lonely, hidden place
+where we can bathe.  I would not have this wind lift my golden hair,
+or bare my white bosom in this air, or let the light disclose my
+sacred nakedness."
+
+Then we left that sea to seek the Greater Sea.
+
+
+
+
+
+Crucified
+
+
+
+
+I cried to men, "I would be crucified!"
+
+And they said, "Why should your blood be upon our heads?"
+
+And I answered, "How else shall you be exalted except by crucifying
+madmen?"
+
+And they heeded and I was crucified.  And the crucifixion appeased
+me.
+
+And when I was hanged between earth and heaven they lifted up their
+heads to see me.  And they were exalted, for their heads had never
+before been lifted.
+
+But as they stood looking up at me one called out, "For what art
+thou seeking to atone?"
+
+And another cried, "In what cause dost thou sacrifice thyself?"
+
+And a third said, "Thinkest thou with this price to buy world
+glory?"
+
+Then said a fourth, "Behold, how he smiles!  Can such pain be
+forgiven?"
+
+And I answered them all, and said:
+
+"Remember only that I smiled.  I do not atone--nor sacrifice--nor
+wish for glory; and I have nothing to forgive.  I thirsted--and I
+besought you to give me my blood to drink.  For what is there can
+quench a madman's thirst but his own blood?  I was dumb--and I
+asked wounds of you for mouths.  I was imprisoned in your days and
+nights--and I sought a door into larger days and nights.
+
+And now I go--as others already crucified have gone.  And think not
+we are weary of crucifixion.  For we must be crucified by larger
+and yet larger men, between greater earths and greater heavens."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Astronomer
+
+
+
+
+In the shadow of the temple my friend and I saw a blind man sitting
+alone.  And my friend said, "Behold the wisest man of our land."
+
+Then I left my friend and approached the blind man and greeted him.
+And we conversed.
+
+After a while I said, "Forgive my question; but since when has thou
+been blind?"
+
+"From my birth," he answered.
+
+Said I, "And what path of wisdom followest thou?"
+
+Said he, "I am an astronomer."
+
+Then he placed his hand upon his breast saying, "I watch all these
+suns and moons and stars."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Great Longing
+
+
+
+
+Here I sit between my brother the mountain and my sister the sea.
+
+We three are one in loneliness, and the love that binds us together
+is deep and strong and strange.  Nay, it is deeper than my sister's
+depth and stronger than my brother's strength, and stranger than
+the strangeness of my madness.
+
+Aeons upon aeons have passed since the first grey dawn made us
+visible to one another; and though we have seen the birth and the
+fullness and the death of many worlds, we are still eager and young.
+
+We are young and eager and yet we are mateless and unvisited, and
+though we lie in unbroken half embrace, we are uncomforted.  And
+what comfort is there for controlled desire and unspent passion?
+Whence shall come the flaming god to warm my sister's bed?  And
+what she-torrent shall quench my brother's fire?  And who is the
+woman that shall command my heart?
+
+In the stillness of the night my sister murmurs in her sleep the
+fire-god's unknown name, and my brother calls afar upon the cool
+and distant goddess.  But upon whom I call in my sleep I know not.
+
+*     *     *      *       *      *       *       *      *
+
+Here I sit between my brother the mountain and my sister the sea.
+We three are one in loneliness, and the love that binds us together
+is deep and strong and strange.
+
+
+
+
+
+Said a Blade of Grass
+
+
+
+
+Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf, "You make such a noise
+falling!  You scatter all my winter dreams."
+
+Said the leaf indignant, "Low-born and low-dwelling!  Songless,
+peevish thing!  You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell
+the sound of singing."
+
+Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth and slept.  And when
+spring came she waked again--and she was a blade of grass.
+
+And when it was autumn and her winter sleep was upon her, and
+above her through all the air the leaves were falling, she muttered
+to herself, "O these autumn leaves!  They make such noise!  They
+scatter all my winter dreams."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Eye
+
+
+
+
+Said the Eye one day, "I see beyond these valleys a mountain veiled
+with blue mist.  Is it not beautiful?"
+
+The Ear listened, and after listening intently awhile, said, "But
+where is any mountain?  I do not hear it."
+
+Then the Hand spoke and said, "I am trying in vain to feel it or
+touch it, and I can find no mountain."
+
+And the Nose said, "There is no mountain, I cannot smell it."
+
+Then the Eye turned the other way, and they all began to talk together
+about the Eye's strange delusion.  And they said, "Something must
+be the matter with the Eye."
+
+
+
+
+
+The Two Learned Men
+
+
+
+
+Once there lived in the ancient city of Afkar two learned men who
+hated and belittled each other's learning.  For one of them denied
+the existence of the gods and the other was a believer.
+
+One day the two met in the marketplace, and amidst their followers
+they began to dispute and to argue about the existence or the
+non-existence of the gods.  And after hours of contention they
+parted.
+
+That evening the unbeliever went to the temple and prostrated himself
+before the altar and prayed the gods to forgive his wayward past.
+
+And the same hour the other learned man, he who had upheld the
+gods, burned his sacred books.  For he had become an unbeliever.
+
+
+
+
+
+When My Sorrow Was Born
+
+
+
+
+When my Sorrow was born I nursed it with care, and watched over it
+with loving tenderness.
+
+And my Sorrow grew like all living things, strong and beautiful
+and full of wondrous delights.
+
+And we loved one another, my Sorrow and I, and we loved the world
+about us; for Sorrow had a kindly heart and mine was kindly with
+Sorrow.
+
+And when we conversed, my Sorrow and I, our days were winged and
+our nights were girdled with dreams; for Sorrow had an eloquent
+tongue, and mine was eloquent with Sorrow.
+
+And when we sang together, my Sorrow and I, our neighbors sat at
+their windows and listened; for our songs were deep as the sea and
+our melodies were full of strange memories.
+
+And when we walked together, my Sorrow and I, people gazed at us
+with gentle eyes and whispered in words of exceeding sweetness.
+And there were those who looked with envy upon us, for Sorrow was
+a noble thing and I was proud with Sorrow.
+
+But my Sorrow died, like all living things, and alone I am left to
+muse and ponder.
+
+And now when I speak my words fall heavily upon my ears.
+
+And when I sing my songs my neighbours come not to listen.
+
+And when I walk the streets no one looks at me.
+
+Only in my sleep I hear voices saying in pity, "See, there lies
+the man whose Sorrow is dead."
+
+
+
+
+
+And When my Joy was Born
+
+
+
+
+And when my Joy was born, I held it in my arms and stood on the
+house-top shouting, "Come ye, my neighbours, come and see, for Joy
+this day is born unto me.  Come and behold this gladsome thing that
+laugheth in the sun."
+
+But none of my neighbours came to look upon my Joy, and great was
+my astonishment.
+
+And every day for seven moons I proclaimed my Joy from the
+house-top--and yet no one heeded me.  And my Joy and I were alone,
+unsought and unvisited.
+
+Then my Joy grew pale and weary because no other heart but mine
+held its loveliness and no other lips kissed its lips.
+
+Then my Joy died of isolation.
+
+And now I only remember my dead Joy in remembering my dead Sorrow.
+But memory is an autumn leaf that murmurs a while in the wind and
+then is heard no more.
+
+
+
+
+
+"The Perfect World"
+
+
+
+
+God of lost souls, thou who are lost amongst the gods, hear me:
+
+Gentle Destiny that watchest over us, mad, wandering spirits, hear
+me:
+
+I dwell in the midst of a perfect race, I the most imperfect.
+
+I, a human chaos, a nebula of confused elements, I move amongst
+finished worlds--peoples of complete laws and pure order, whose
+thoughts are assorted, whose dreams are arranged, and whose visions
+are enrolled and registered.
+
+Their virtues, O God, are measured, their sins are weighed, and
+even the countless things that pass in the dim twilight of neither
+sin nor virtue are recorded and catalogued.
+
+Here days and night are divided into seasons of conduct and governed
+by rules of blameless accuracy.
+
+To eat, to drink, to sleep, to cover one's nudity, and then to be
+weary in due time.
+
+To work, to play, to sing, to dance, and then to lie still when
+the clock strikes the hour.
+
+To think thus, to feel thus much, and then to cease thinking and
+feeling when a certain star rises above yonder horizon.
+
+To rob a neighbour with a smile, to bestow gifts with a graceful
+wave of the hand, to praise prudently, to blame cautiously, to
+destroy a sound with a word, to burn a body with a breath, and then
+to wash the hands when the day's work is done.
+
+To love according to an established order, to entertain one's best
+self in a preconceived manner, to worship the gods becomingly,
+to intrigue the devils artfully--and then to forget all as though
+memory were dead.
+
+To fancy with a motive, to contemplate with consideration, to be
+happy sweetly, to suffer nobly--and then to empty the cup so that
+tomorrow may fill it again.
+
+All these things, O God, are conceived with forethought, born with
+determination, nursed with exactness, governed by rules, directed
+by reason, and then slain and buried after a prescribed method.
+And even their silent graves that lie within the human soul are
+marked and numbered.
+
+It is a perfect world, a world of consummate excellence, a world of
+supreme wonders, the ripest fruit in God's garden, the master-thought
+of the universe.
+
+But why should I be here, O God, I a green seed of unfulfilled
+passion, a mad tempest that seeketh neither east nor west, a
+bewildered fragment from a burnt planet?
+
+Why am I here, O God of lost souls, thou who art lost amongst the gods?
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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