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Loggerheads

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Please yourself how you have it.     Take my words, and fling     Them down on the counter roundly;     See if they ring.     Sift my looks and expressions,     And see what proportion there is     Of sand in my doubtful sugar     Of verities.     Have a real stock-taking     Of my manly breast;     Find out if I'm sound or bankrupt,     Or a poor thing at best.     For I am quite indifferent     To your dubious state,     As to whether you've found a fortune     In me, or a flea-bitten fate.     Make a good investigation     Of all that is there,     And then, if it's worth it, be grateful -     If not then despair.     If despair is our portion     Then let us despair.     Let us make for the weeping willow.     I don't care.

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"Please yourself how you have it...."

This evocative piece by D. H. Lawrence (David Herbert Richards), titled "Loggerheads", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...

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