Would you gather lovely things,
The best of every kind?
Lovely things will lovely be
If first you gather your mind.
Lovely things will not suffice
Should your mind be wanting;
An unlovely mind will never cease
Its inward raving, ranting.
The mind must learn to see itself
As a creature upon the table,
Then fix its wild urgencies,
Its intemperate babble
With a tincture that helps it see
And hear beyond its own;
To self-correct its antenna
To catch the other’s groan.
Lovely things are lovely things,
They mutely come and go;
The mind is deathlessly lodged
In what we think or do.
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