The Clod and the Pebble

William Blake(1757–1827)

Songs of Innocence and of Experience, 1794

Love seeketh not Itself to please,Nor for itself hath any care;But for another gives its ease,And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.

So sang a little Clod of Clay,Trodden with the cattles feet:But a Pebble of the brook,Warbled out these metres meet.

Love seeketh only Self to pleaseTo bind another to its delight:Joys in anothers loss of ease,And builds a Hell in Heavens despite.

De Songs of Innocence and of Experience, a partir de la transcripción de Wikisource en inglés (edición de 1826).

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