Calcutta nr. 482
O boy since you are learned in all secrets
Why do you grieve so much after vain things ?
Since things will not shape themselves according to your desire
For heaven’s sake be happy in this moment of your existence
Would you that spangle of Existence spend
About THE SECRET--quick about it, Friend!
A Hair perhaps divides the False and True--
And upon what, prithee, may life depend?
A Hair perhaps divides the False and True,
Yes; and a single Alif were the clue--
Could you but find it--to the Treasure-house,
And peradventure to THE MASTER too;
Oh Boy! since thou art learned in all secrets,
Why grieve so much after vain cares?
If things will not shape themselves according to thy desire,
At any rate be happy in this moment of thy existence.
Puisque tu connais tous les secrets, ô mon garçon, pourquoi es-tu en proie à tant de vains tourments? J'admets que les choses ne marchent pas selon tes désirs, mais au moins sois gai en ce moment où tu respires encore.
Albeit nought go to the wish of thy heart,
For this moment thou livest, take life in good part:
Since the soul of all myst'ries, O youngling, thou art,
Of all this vain-grieving why suffer the smart?
Although affairs to your wish never go.
Be glad in what the moment doth bestow.
Since of all secrets, boy, you are the soul,
Why all this grieving vain and care below?