12.
Ἑνὶ τέρπου καὶ προσαναπαύου, τῷ ἀπὸ πράξεως κοινωνικῆς μεταβαίνειν ἐπὶ πρᾶξιν κοινωνικὴν σὺν μνήμῃ θεοῦ.
—Marcus Aurelius, Meditations 6.7
12.
A bush, its bloom and fruit, supply all senses,
While we enjoy its shadow, balm and food;
To no perception doth it pose defences,
But signaleth its way to any mood.
Such pleasure sweet pelts on me like a rain
At summer twilight suddenly, when closes
A torrid day, and th’ drip mingles its vein
With seepage of attar distilling on the roses.
Yet of all mirth, as wine, song, games, or more,
I pray me let me none unguarded plan;
But serviceable worth, be that my lore,
My joy that by me better joyed is man;
And thinking thus: That all in One are one;
So all for All as one, for One as all, be done!
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