The Clod and the Pebble |
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“Love seeketh not itself to please, | |
Nor for itself hath any care, | |
But for another gives its ease, | |
And builds a heaven in hell’s despair.” | |
So sung a little Clod of Clay, | |
Trodden with the cattle’s feet, | |
But a Pebble of the brook | |
Warbled out these metres meet: | |
“Love seeketh only Self to please, | |
To bind another to its delight, | |
Joys in another’s loss of ease, | |
And builds a hell in heaven’s despite.” | |
— written by: William Blake | |
[Like many things, Love has two faces – the selfish and the unselfish… — KMAB] | |
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Archive for October 18th, 2012
Two-Sided Coin
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