trees have tops, the ant her gall, |
fly her spleen, the little spark his heat,
slender hairs cast shadows though but small,
bees have stings although they be not great.
have their source,
And so have shallow
And love is love in beggars and
waters smoothest run, deep are the fords. |
dial stirs, yet none perceives it move.
firmest faith is in the fewest words.
turtles cannot sing, and yet they love.
hearts have eyes and ears,
They hear, and see, and sigh,
And then they break.