How about this for a prompt...ampers_andAugust 14 2010, 22:30:54 UTC
The Clod and the Pebble by William Blake (1794) "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."
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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."
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