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The Clod and the Pebble Lyrics
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 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.
Nor for itself hath any care;
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.
Trodden with the cattle's feet:
But a pebble of the brook,
Warbled out these metres meet.
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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Submitted by
itwasallyellow22 On Feb 15, 2009
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This is a poem by William Blake, first published in 1794