- - Transient pain of life -
The night when my mind is waned and consumed by frivolous sway,
The shadow of death fills the way.
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The night when my mind is waned and consumed by frivolous sway, The shadow of death fills the way.
That is one consolation of death-that it frees you from transient pain. This elegy really makes me think and reflect.
the dead end of all alluring chores of being, Life is hugged to bid goodbye to all transient pain. ......