Songs of Ourselves Volume
The Clod ond the Pebble
WILLIAA,I BIAKE
'Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.'
little Clod of Clay
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
So sung a
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:
'Love seeketh only self to please,
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.'
The poem expresses the like and
dislike of love.
Pebble: The love is superficial, Builds a
Hell in Heaven's dispair.
Clod: Everyone needs love, Builds a
heaven in Hell's despair.
Asonanse gived the poem a rhythmic structure.
Clodl lump of clay or earth
metres meetl appropriate rhymes
in. . . despitel in scornful contempt
of
Contrasts of different types of
love, the clod and the pebble,
and hell and heaven.
The clod and the pebble are
personified