Author: Henry David Thoreau (---.Moscow.dial.rol.ru)
Date: 02-06-06 14:29
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O! lest the world should task you to recite
What merit lived in me, that you should love
After my death,--dear love, forget me quite,
For you in me can nothing worthy prove;
Unless you would devise some virtuous lie,
To do more for me than mine own desert,
And hang more praise upon deceased I
Than niggard truth would willingly impart:
O! lest your true love may seem false in this
That you for love speak well of me untrue,
My name be buried where my body is,
And live no more to shame nor me nor you.
For I am shamed by that which I bring forth,
And so should you, to love things nothing worth.
Peace is not absence of conflict, it is the ability to handle conflict by
Beauty is truth, truth is beauty, -that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
John Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn, 1819
I know in my heart that man is good. That what is right will always
eventually triumph. And there's purpose and worth to each and every life.