To see a World in a grain of sand
And Heaven in a wild flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
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A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.
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Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine;
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.