Many are good and wise; yet all for one only reckon, For `tis conception, alas, rules them, and not a fond heart. Sad is the sway of conception,—from thousandfold varying figures, Needy and empty but one it is e`er able to bring. But where creative beauty is ruling, there life and enjoyment Dwell; to the ne`er-changing One, thousands of new forms she gives.SourceThe script ran 0.006 seconds.
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