
dylan thomas - the dialogue of self and soul lyrics
a living man is blind and drinks his drop
what matter if the ditches are impure?
what matter if i live it all once more?
endure that toil of growing up;
the ignominy of boyhood; the distress
of boyhood changing into man;
the unfinished man and his pain
brought face to face with his own clumsiness;
the finished man among his enemies?—
how in the name of heaven can he escape
that defiling and disfigured shape
the mirror of malicious eyes
casts upon his eyes until at last
he thinks that shape must be his shape?
and what’s thе good of an escape
if honour find him in the wintry blast?
i am contеnt to live it all again
and yet again, if it be life to pitch
into the frog_sp_wn of a blind man’s ditch
a blind man battering blind men;
or into that most fecund ditch of all
the folly that man does
or must suffer, if he woos
a proud woman not kindred of his soul
i am content to follow to its source
every event in action or in thought;
measure the lot; forgive myself the lot!
when such as i cast out remorse
so great a sweetness flows into the breast
we must laugh and we must sing
we are blest by everything
everything we look upon is blest
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