The Clod and the Pebble Lyrics
| Song | The Clod and the Pebble |
| Artist | Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin |
| Album | Tape Club |
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| Love seeketh not Itself to please, | |
| Nor for itself hath any care; | |
| But for another gives its ease, | |
| And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair. | |
| So sang a little Clod of Clay, | |
| Trodden with the cattle's feet: | |
| But a pebble of the brook, | |
| Warbled out these metres meet. | |
| Love seeketh only Self to please, | |
| To bind another to Its delight: | |
| Joys in another's loss of ease, | |
| And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite. |
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