"Who says that fictions only and false hair
Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty?
Is all good structure in a winding stair?
May no lines pass, except they do their duty
Not to a true, but painted chair?
Is it no verse, except enchanted groves
And sudden arbours shadow coarse-spun lines?
Must purling streams refresh a lover's loves?
Must all be veil'd, while he that reads, divines,
Catching the sense at two removes?
Shepherds are honest people; let them sing;
Riddle who list, for me, and pull for prime;
I envy no man's nightingale or spring;
Nor let them punish me with loss of rhyme,
Who plainly say, my God, my King."
This only makes sense (to me) if you thought the statement was anything more than airing a general dissatisfaction with our collective contradictions (conservatively and/or liberally). Justice can retain dignity and there can be beauty in truth, but I fail to find a tendency in either camp where either are inclusive. My version, in context, is undefined.
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"Who says that fictions only and false hair Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? Is all good structure in a winding stair? May no lines pass, except they do their duty Not to a true, but painted chair? Is it no verse, except enchanted groves And sudden arbours shadow coarse-spun lines? Must purling streams refresh a lover's loves? Must all be veil'd, while he that reads, divines, Catching the sense at two removes? Shepherds are honest people; let them sing; Riddle who list, for me, and pull for prime; I envy no man's nightingale or spring; Nor let them punish me with loss of rhyme, Who plainly say, my God, my King."
This only makes sense (to me) if you thought the statement was anything more than airing a general dissatisfaction with our collective contradictions (conservatively and/or liberally). Justice can retain dignity and there can be beauty in truth, but I fail to find a tendency in either camp where either are inclusive. My version, in context, is undefined.
Leaders (even member States) are increasingly expected to be capable of restoring trust without spilling blood. I still don't trust they're able.