My Small Boat
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
My reason is not framed to bend or stoop; my knees are.
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So foul a sky clears not without a storm
Do not look where you fell, but where you slipped.
Thinking must never submit itself, neither to a dogma, nor to a party, nor to a passion, nor to an…