SONG.
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Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies;— Hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower—but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
—Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
Dare to be true.... Nothing can need a lie; A fault, which needs it most, grows two thereby.
—George Herbert.