Book IV. Gold
BOOK IV
Gold
Go and catch a falling star,
Get with child a mandrake root,
Tell me where all past years are,
Or who cleft the devil’s foot,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
Or to keep off envy’s stinging,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind.
—John Donne, “Song”
Truth can take us so far, beyond that we go by trust
Are you as scared as I am at what’s happening to us
It’s hard on you, but sometimes I just have to run and hide
But it’s your arms I’ll run back to, and your face I wear inside.
—Talis Kimberley, “The Face Within”
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