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World Was In The Face Of The Beloved

World was in the face of the beloved,
But suddenly it poured out and was gone:
World is outside, world can not be grasped.

Why didn’t I, from the full, beloved face
As I raised it to my lips, why didn’t I drink
World, so near that I couldn’t almost taste it?

Ah, I drank. Insatiably I drank.
But I was filled up also, with too much
World, and, drinking, I myself ran over.


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Poem World Was In The Face Of The Beloved - Rainer Maria Rilke
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