Author: Henry David Thoreau (---.spacegate.com.ua)
Date: 01-11-06 08:19
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The beautiful rests on the foundations of the necessary.
When in disgrace with fortune and men\'s eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur\'d like him, like him with friends possess\'d,
Desiring this man\'s art, and that man\'s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Haply I think on thee,-- and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven\'s gate,;
For thy sweet love remember\'d such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with true sight;
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,
That censures falsely what they see aright?
If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote,
What means the world to say it is not so?
If it be not, then love doth well denote
Love\'s eye is not so true as all men\'s: no,
How can it? O! how can Love\'s eye be true,
That is so vexed with watching and with tears?
No marvel then, though I mistake my view;
The sun itself sees not, till heaven clears.
O cunning Love! with tears thou keep\'st me blind,
Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults should find.
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