 | Edward Sell - 1901 - 288 Seiten
...and intellectual. Should this cause sorrow and poverty of mind, then in God is true rest found. " 0 thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of sorrow,...my spirit's treasure in the bitterness of dearth." l It is only as this abstraction is persevered in and made perfect that the light of divine guidance... | |
 | Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī (Maulana) - 1907 - 136 Seiten
...Spring ! THE BELOVED THE DIVINE CONSOLER 0 Thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of sorrow, 0 Thou who art my spirit's treasure in the bitterness...conceived, that which the understanding has not seen, Visited my soul from Thee ; hence in worship I turn toward Thee. By Thy grace I keep fixed on Eternity... | |
 | Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī (Maulana) - 1908 - 116 Seiten
...; O in spite of these two unpleasants may there be Eternal Spring ! THE BELOVED THE DIVINE CONSOLER O Thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of sorrow, 0 Thou who art my spirit's treasure in the bitterness of dearth ! That which the imagination has not... | |
 | Patrick Vinton Kirch - 1997 - 800 Seiten
...dX**. for *JJk (V). >j£» for »-^» (V). 0 thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of sorrow, 0 thou who art my spirit's treasure in the bitterness...Visiteth my soul from thee ; hence in worship I turn toward thee. By thy grace I keep fixed on eternity my amorous gaze, Except, 0 king, the pomps that... | |
 | Frederick Hadland Davis - 2007 - 121 Seiten
...; O in spite of these two unpleasants may there be Eternal Spring ! THE BBLOVBD THE DIVINE CONSOLER O Thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of...conceived, that which the understanding has not seen, Visited my soul from Thee ; hence in worship I turn toward Thee. By Thy grace I keep fixed on Eternity... | |
 | Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī (Maulana) - 432 Seiten
...V Xi for (V). >£» for «£> (V). VI. 0 thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of sorrow, 0 thou who art my spirit's treasure in the bitterness...Visiteth my soul from thee ; hence in worship I turn toward thee. By thy grace I keep fixed on eternity my amorous gaze, Except, 0 king, the pomps that... | |
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O thou who art my spirit's treasure in the bitterness of dearth! That which the imagination has not conceived, that which the understanding has not seen, Visiteth my soul from thee ; hence in worship I turn toward thee. 