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You harp perpetually on the same string.
You harp perpetually on the same string.
And neglected his task for the flowers on the way.
And neglected his task for the flowers on the way.
Foes, friends, men, women, now are nought to me
But dreams of what has been, no more to be.
Foes, friends, men, women, now are nought to me
But dreams of what has been, no more to be.
The eyes see not what is before them when the mind is intent on
other matters.
The eyes see not what is before them when the mind is intent on
other matters.
That which you know, know not; and that which you see, see not.
That which you know, know not; and that which you see, see not.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting read more
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.
Woes cluster; rare are solitary woes;
They love a train, they tread each other's heel.
Woes cluster; rare are solitary woes;
They love a train, they tread each other's heel.
