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Rh ; gleaming but a moment like a strip of evening cloud; fragile by nature, like the bubbles on water; ungrateful as the substance of man's body; lost in the moment of attainment, like the treasure of a dream. And furthermore:

"And no man in the wide world is beyond the clutch of pending ill. As the poet sings:

And again:

Where is Mandhatar, conqueror supreme?
 * Where Satyavrat, the king?

God-ruling Nahush? Keshav, e'er the gleam
 * Of science following?