Hard ‘tis to sweeten the sea
With a few drops of honey,
Or dent hardness of diamond
But with goodwill howso fond;
Evil leaves no wretchedness,
Nor yet good gives up goodness.
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This is free translation of a verse from Bhartrhari's Neeti Shataka.
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