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The Wanderer Free Download - The Wanderer is a book written by Kahlil Gibran The Wanderer. The Wanderer. 52 parables and sayings. First published in by Alfred A. Knopf. The short tales in Gibran's final book are considered to be amongst his finest. the wanderer (kahlil gibran pocket library) by kahlil gibran - wanderer (kahlil gibran pocket library) pdf by kahlil gibran, then you've come to the faithful site. we.

My wife and my children met us at the threshold, and he smiled at them, and they loved his coming. Then we all sat together at the board and we were happy with the man for there was a silence and a mystery in him. And after supper we gathered to the fire and I asked him about his wanderings. He told us many a tale that night and also the next day, but what I now record was born out of the bitterness of his days though he himself was kindly, and these tales are of the dust and patience of his road. And when he left us after three days we did not feel that a guest had departed but rather that one of us was still out in the garden and had not yet come in. And after a while Ugliness came back to shore and garmented himself with the garments of Beauty and walked away. And Beauty too came out of the sea, and found not her raiment, and she was too shy to be naked, therefore she dressed herself with the raiment of Ugliness. And Beauty walked her way. And to this very day men and women mistake the one for the other. Yet some there are who have beheld the face of Beauty, and they know her notwithstanding her garments. And some there be who know the face of Ugliness, and the cloth conceals him not from their eyes. But do you not know that we are the king of birds, and that you shall not address us before we ourselves have spoken? And you give neither pleasure nor delight.

What did you do with your nurse? In very truth I cannot lose her oftentime. But now, when I came into this garden, she was seeking after me behind the hedges. And tell me, who are you? It is heavy and round and I am in distress. I am well and whole both within and without. They sat close one unto the other. You are handsome, and you are rich, and you are always well-attired. You are a beautiful thought, a thing too apart to hold in the hand, and a song in my dreaming.

I am not a thought, and I am not a thing that passes in your dreams. I am a woman. I would have you desire me, a wife, and the mother of unborn children. And he came down the steps of the palace carrying his crown in one hand and his sceptre in the other. I would be one of you.

I am only one man, but as a man I would work together with you that our lot may be made better. There is no need for king. Let us go therefore to the fields and the vineyards and labour hand with hand. Only you must tell me to what field or vineyard I should go.

All of you now are king. Then each and every one of them went his way, and the king walked with one man to a field. But the Kingdom of Sadik fared not better without a king, and the mist of discontent was still upon the land. The people cried out in the market places saying that they have a king to rule them. And because you know not how to weigh the lives of those who work in your fiends and your vineyards, you are banished, and you shall leave this kingdom forever.

And because you know not this, you shall leave this land and be afar from this kingdom. But you have taken life from life and you have given none. Therefore you shall leave this kingdom never to return. And each and every day a full moon some oppressor was exiled from the land. And the people of Sadik were amazed, and there was cheer in their heart.

And upon a day the elders and the youths came and surrounded the tower of the king and called for him. And he came down holding his crown with one hand and his sceptre with the other. Behold, I yield back to you that which you desired me to hold. You have made clean the land of vipers, and you have brought the wolves to naught, and we welcome to sing our thanksgiving unto you.

The crown is yours in majesty and the sceptre is yours in glory. You yourselves are king. When you deemed me weak and a misruler, you yourselves were weak and misruling.

And now the land fares well because it is in your will. I am but a thought in the mind of you all, and I exist not save in your actions. There is no such person as governor. Only the governed exist to govern themselves. And the elders and the youths went their various ways and they were content. And each and every one thought of himself as king with a crown in one hand and a sceptre in the other.

But tell me, what did you write?

But there was one exceedingly poor man who was bitter against the prince, and who wagged continually a pestilent tongue in his dispraise. The prince knew this, yet he was patient. But at last he bethought him; and upon a wintry night there came to the door of the man a servant of the prince, bearing a sack of flour, a bag of soap and a cone of sugar. He speaks in symbols. The flour is for your empty stomach; the soap is for your dirty hide; and the sugar is to sweeten your bitter tongue.

His hatred of the prince was greater than ever, and even more he hated the bishop who had revealed the prince unto him. But thereafter he kept silent. Consider the ease with which we travel under the sea, upon the earth and even in the sky.

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And meditate for a moment upon the inventions brought forth for the comfort of dogs, even for our eyes and ears and noses. We bark at the moon more rhythmically than did our forefathers. And when we gaze at ourselves in the water we see that our features are clearer than the features of yesterday. Civilization is after us.

And she was admitted to the court, and she danced before the prince to the music the lute and the flute and the zither.

She danced the dance of flames, and the dance of swords and spears; she danced the dance of stars and the dance of space. And then she danced the dance of flowers in the wind. After this she stood before the throne of the prince and bowed her body before him. And how is it that you command all the elements in your rhythms and your rhymes? Let me assure you it is an important task, and I work hard.

I have often known sinners, and have been their guardian many a time. But it has now been assigned me to be the guardian of the good saint who lives in a bower out yonder. And I assure you that is an exceedingly difficult work, and most subtle.

How can guarding a saint be harder than guarding a sinner? I have stated but the truth. Methinks it is you who are assumptious! While they were fighting an archangel came by.

And what is it all about? Know you not that it is most unbecoming for guardian angels to fight at the city gate? Tell me, what is your disagreement?

The archangel shook his head and bethought him. Now go hence and be happy at your work. But each one looked backward with greater anger at the archangel. Every day they make life harder and still harder for us angels! It lay at his door face downward and he was not mindful of it.

One day there passed by his house a man from the city, a man of knowledge, and seeing the statue he inquired of the owner if he would sell it. The statue was removed to the city, upon the back of and elephant. Only two silver pieces to look upon this most marvellous work of a master.

And all that they said revealed but their discontent. Then the Angel of the Road passed by, and he laid his hand upon the shoulder of the two men. And behold, a miracle: The two men had now exchanged their possessions. And they parted. But strange to relate, the Poet looked and found naught in his hand but dry moving sand; and the Stupid closed his eyes and felt naught but moving cloud in his heart. But the dreams of your sleep belong neither to my wisdom nor to your imagination.

My father would make of me a reproduction of himself; so also would my uncle. My mother would have me the image of her seafaring husband as the perfect example for me to follow. My brother thinks I should be like him, a fine athlete. I find it more sane here. At least, I can be myself. Let us be quiet at night, and keep our songs in our hearts, even though the moon calls for our rhythm and the stars for our rhyme. At least, let us be silent for a night or two, or even for three nights.

We shall see what your bountiful heart will bring forth. I was secure with sleep when the noise of the frogs was in my ear. But something must have happened. They have not sung now for three nights; and I am almost maddened with sleeplessness. And each and every one thought of himself as king with a crown in one hand and a sceptre in the other. But tell me, what did you write? But there was one exceedingly poor man who was bitter against the prince, and who wagged continually a pestilent tongue in his dispraise.

The prince knew this, yet he was patient. But at last he bethought him; and upon a wintry night there came to the door of the man a servant of the prince, bearing a sack of flour, a bag of soap and a cone of sugar. He speaks in symbols. The flour is for your empty stomach; the soap is for your dirty hide; and the sugar is to sweeten your bitter tongue.

His hatred of the prince was greater than ever, and even more he hated the bishop who had revealed the prince unto him. But thereafter he kept silent. Consider the ease with which we travel under the sea, upon the earth and even in the sky. And meditate for a moment upon the inventions brought forth for the comfort of dogs, even for our eyes and ears and noses. We bark at the moon more rhythmically than did our forefathers. And when we gaze at ourselves in the water we see that our features are clearer than the features of yesterday.

Civilization is after us.

And she was admitted to the court, and she danced before the prince to the music the lute and the flute and the zither. She danced the dance of flames, and the dance of swords and spears; she danced the dance of stars and the dance of space.

And then she danced the dance of flowers in the wind. After this she stood before the throne of the prince and bowed her body before him.

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And how is it that you command all the elements in your rhythms and your rhymes? Only this I know: Let me assure you it is an important task, and I work hard. I have often known sinners, and have been their guardian many a time. But it has now been assigned me to be the guardian of the good saint who lives in a bower out yonder. And I assure you that is an exceedingly difficult work, and most subtle.

How can guarding a saint be harder than guarding a sinner? I have stated but the truth. Methinks it is you who are assumptious! While they were fighting an archangel came by. And what is it all about? Know you not that it is most unbecoming for guardian angels to fight at the city gate? Tell me, what is your disagreement? The archangel shook his head and bethought him.

Now go hence and be happy at your work. But each one looked backward with greater anger at the archangel. Every day they make life harder and still harder for us angels! It lay at his door face downward and he was not mindful of it. One day there passed by his house a man from the city, a man of knowledge, and seeing the statue he inquired of the owner if he would sell it.

The statue was removed to the city, upon the back of and elephant. Only two silver pieces to look upon this most marvellous work of a master. And all that they said revealed but their discontent. Then the Angel of the Road passed by, and he laid his hand upon the shoulder of the two men. And behold, a miracle: The two men had now exchanged their possessions.

And they parted. But strange to relate, the Poet looked and found naught in his hand but dry moving sand; and the Stupid closed his eyes and felt naught but moving cloud in his heart. But the dreams of your sleep belong neither to my wisdom nor to your imagination.

My father would make of me a reproduction of himself; so also would my uncle. My mother would have me the image of her seafaring husband as the perfect example for me to follow. My brother thinks I should be like him, a fine athlete. I find it more sane here. At least, I can be myself. Let us be quiet at night, and keep our songs in our hearts, even though the moon calls for our rhythm and the stars for our rhyme.

At least, let us be silent for a night or two, or even for three nights. We shall see what your bountiful heart will bring forth. I was secure with sleep when the noise of the frogs was in my ear. But something must have happened. They have not sung now for three nights; and I am almost maddened with sleeplessness. And I can see now that there is no need for us to cease our singing for the comfort of those who must needs fill their emptiness with noise.

And he desired to lay laws unto his subjects. He called upon one thousand wise men of one thousand different tribes to his capitol and lay down the laws. And all this came to pass. But when the thousand laws written upon parchment were put before the king and he read them, he wept bitterly in his soul, for he had not known that there were one thousand forms of crime in his kingdom.

Then he called his scribe, and with a smile upon his mouth he himself dictated laws. And his laws were but seven. And the one thousand wise men left him in anger and returned to their tribes with the laws they had laid down. And every tribe followed the laws of its wise men. Therefore they have a thousand laws even to our own day. It is a great country, but it has one thousand prisons, and the prisons are full of women and men, breakers of a thousand laws.

It is indeed a great country, but the people thereof are descendants of one thousand law-givers and of only one wise king. It was but yesterday that she leaned thus upon my arm.

It was but yesterday she sat close beside me. Yesterday she gazed thus upon me. Those very songs of love she murmured but yesterday into my ears. It was but yesterday that she embraced me. But leave your shoes here, and wear this other pair today, and come tomorrow for your own. Upon this very street there is another cobbler who understands philosophers better than I do. Go you to him for mending. It was built of large stones carried down from among the hills, on the backs of the mules of Antioch.

In passing to and fro over it you are riding upon the backs of the mules of Antioch, builders of this bridge. Is he not a little mad? And yet until now it has been said that the bridge was builded by King Antiochus.

There once stood on this field the great city of Zaad, and it was burnt down to ashes. But now it is a good field, is it not? But once there was a monastery here, and it was destroyed by the people of the South Country. In the mid-afternoon they came to a wide river and there was no bridge to cross it. They must needs swim, or seek another road unknown to them.

After all, the river is not so wide. And one of the men who had always known rivers and the ways of rivers, in mid-stream suddenly began to lose himself; and to be carried away by the rushing waters; while the other who had never swum before crossed the river straight-way and stood upon the farther bank.

Then seeing his companion still wrestling with the stream, he threw himself again into the waters and brought him also safely to the shore. How then did you cross that river with such assurance?

It is the weight of this belt of gold that carried me across the river, to my wife and my children. And my wife and my children were upon my shoulders as I swam. My roots are also deep in the red earth.

THE WANDERER

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