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The Clod and the Pebble is literally my fav poem. It has affected me more then I thought it was possible for a poem to affect you- fucking art. Look at this!:
"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."
Ugh, magnificent. I love that entire book so much. Mwah, mwah, chefs kisssss
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