Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Found Poetry #2

He could not pass by a child without emotion. 
That's the nature of the man.

You pass by a little child,
with ugly words, 
with wrathful heart; 
you may not have noticed the child, 
but he has seen you, 
and your image, 
unseemly and ignoble, 
may remain in his defenseless heart. 

from The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky

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