To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour...
Saturday, October 6, 2007
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5 comments:
Every Night and every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight.
Some are Born to sweet delight,
Some are Born to Endless Night.
I can see eternity in 45 minutes!
And I will show you som'n different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handfull of dust.
The apparition of these faces in the crowd
Petals on a wet, black bough
oh good grief!
said the joker to the thief.
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