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THE QUATRAINS OF
429.
O heart! when on the Loved One's sweets you feed,
You lose yourself, yet find your Self indeed;
And, when you drink of His entrancing cup,
You hasten your escape from quick and dead!
430.
Though I am wont a wine-bibber to be,
Why should the people rail and chide at me?
Would that all evil actions made men drunk,
For then no sober people should I see!
431.
Child of four elements and sevenfold heaven.
Who fume and sweat because of these eleven,
Drink! I have told you seventy times and seven,
Once gone, nor hell will send you back, nor heaven.
429. C. L. N. A. I. J. Die to self, to live in God, your true self. See Max Müller, Hibbert Lectures, p. 375.
