Cf Phillip Zimbardo's 'Growth mind-set': or, the Spirit's urging..
Deny the Denier!
(To the music of Benjamin Britten's 'Young Appollo' and Mendelhsohn's Spring Song)
'Who then bestows the ryhthmic line euphonious,
The ordered pulse, to stir or soothe the soul?
Who marshals fragments to a ceremonious
And splendid, universal, whole?
Who rides the flood of passion at its height?
Or sings the glow of evening, solemn, sweet?
Who strews the spring's dear garlands of delight
In petalled path for his beloved's feet?
Or who can twine the wreath for honour's portals,
Can insignificant leaves with tongues invest,
Assure Olympus, and unite immortals?-
The might of man [Sic], in poets manifest'.
......
'The mind that's formed, you'll have the deuce to capture:
The heart that's yet in growth will yield you thanks'...
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