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Thursday 7 July 2011

Poem by Joseph Merrick

'Tis true my form is something odd,
But blaming me is blaming God;
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.

If I could reach from pole to pole
Or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul;
The mind's the standard of the man.

—poem used by Joseph Merrick to end his letters, adapted from "False Greatness" by Isaac Watts

1 comment:

  1. fabulous is the first word which came into my mind on reading this. then there were many. a great work.

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