![]() And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch, A blind man battering blind men. |
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![]() Men that do all by rule, And what can I That am a wandering-witted fool But pray to God that He ease My great responsibilities? |
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![]() Grandson, or great-grandson, On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts, To judge what I have done. Have I, that put it into words, Spoilt what old loins have sent? |
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![]() It is enough, I know what fixed the station Of star and cloud. And knowing all, I cry. . . . |
![]() Or polite meaningless words, Or have lingered awhile and said Polite meaningless words. . . . |
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