Capitolo 80
wife became more maternal. His/her father retired in sadly the
dreamland of books. He won't emerge again. Husband and the wish of wife
standing coop together on the hill-tops clear anybody more.
Anybody enough he/she knows that that is happened; them double the touch changed with a
indefinite pain, with a regret that pride won't enunciate. You are
now again in India with his/her husband. There are duties courtesies,,
no, kindnesses that will complete both but the ghost of love and
understanding will only rise in their hearts to jibber in derision it puts in words and
sentences that have lost their meaning that has lost them
spell.
"Or loves! who the bewailest
The brittleness of all the things here,
Because the frailest chooses her
For Your crib, Your house and Your bier?
"Its passions will cradle thee
As the storms cradle the imperial crow on tall;
The bright reason will mock thee
As the sun from a winter sky.
"From thy makes the nest every joist
To decompose him and house of eagle of thine
You leave thee laughter nude
When fall of leaves and come cold winds."
YOU HAUL BABA K.C.B.
No XXI
WINGS BABA ALONE
THE LAST DAY
"Now the last of many days,
Entirely beautiful and bright as you,
The loveliest, and the last one is dead,
Rises, memory, and he/she writes his/her encomium."
[December 27 th 1879.]
How will I place this ghost of my his/her own identity? I leave him/it to
do you melt in the light to put alone gracefully away? It would never do
to put out it as a farthing rushlight after you/he/she had frequented the Gran
Ornamental in an aurora of smiles. It is Wings Baba to stop on the
midnight without the pain? or it is him to lie down as a tired child and
does the spark cry out? or should you/he/she flutter to Elysium only? There sat,
on lawns of Elysian, he/she didn't browse from anybody but Dian (any allusion to little
Mrs. Lollipop) the fallow deer, among the noise of wonderous of the fountains and the