Alas, how frail our best of hopes, how soon they fail!
Why cannot the Ear be closed to its own destruction?
Or the glistning Eye to the poison of a smile!
Can I see another’s woe,
And not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another’s grief,
And not seek for kind relief?
"The Clod & the Pebble"
Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its case,
And builds a Heaven in Hells’s despair.
So sang 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.
Do what you will this life’s a fiction,
And is made up of contradiction.
Without Contraries is no progresión. Attraction and Repulsion, Reason and Energy, Love and Hate, are necessary to Human existence.
"Proverbs of Hell"
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
As the air to a bird or the sea to a fish, so is contempt to the contemptible.
If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite.
For man has closed himself up, till he sees all thing thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.
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