Madriiax Lyrics - The Angelic Conversation - Coil

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, 

I all alone beweep my outcast state 

And trouble deal heaven with my bootless cries 

And look upon myself and curse my fate, 

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, 

Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, 

With what I most enjoy contented least; 

Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, 

Haply I think on thee, and then my state, 

Like to the lark at break of day arising 

From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; 

For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings 

That then I scorn to change my state with kings. 

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They that have power to hurt and will do none, 

That do not do the thing they most do show, 

Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, 

Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, 

They rightly do inherit heaven's graces 

And husband nature's riches from expense; 

They are the lords and owners of their faces, 

Others but stewards of their excellence. 

The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, 

Though to itself it only live and die, 

But if that flower with base infection meet, 

The basest weed outbraves his dignity: 

For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; 

Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. 

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