And oft in me, debate there rages:
which the king, and which the pawn?
and which subjective, which imper'tive?
guilding Joy or guiding Knowledge?
Knowledge, O Enlightening!
Thou wood that queenest burning minds!
Each dawn, entreats me out of bed,
to seek thy wholesome scent, which may
be pungent, but is true. The best,
the bane, of thee
is Voyage.
Joy, you're Enlightened. With light-hearted feeling, sensation appealing, you circle me. Chirping,
caress me,but sound none you make, lest I
wake from my bed. You would turn all my days into night-time, when flowing as sticky as honey, you
drip in me comfily blissful.
Your virtue is solely in taste,
you miragulous Terminus!
To El Doradic Destination,
long unending paths I'll rake,
through sands of Knowledge hot, entropic;
so keep raking, still keep raking,
each grain of sand my constant Joy.
Till Joy's good-night,
each precious day,
I'll ardent earn
my hourly Knowledge,
always earning, always earning,
each second's cent my constant Joy. |
Submission Name: Knowledge or Joy?
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