oxenofthesun: William Michael Rossetti

When whoso merely hath a little thought: Will plainly think the thought which is in him,
Not imaging another's bright or dim,
Not mangling with new words what others taught; When whoso speaks, from having either sought: Or only found,--will speak, not just to skim
A shallow surface with words made and trim,
But in that very speech the matter brought: Be not too keen to cry--" So this is all!--: A thing I might myself have thought as well,
But would not say it, for it was not worth!": Ask : " Is this truth ?" For is it still to tell
That, be the theme a point or the whole earth, Truth is a circle, perfect, great or small?

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