This clay, so strong of heart, of sense so fine,Surely such clay is more than half divine–‘Tis only fools speak evil of the clay,The very stars are made of clay like mine.
This clay, so strong of heart, of sense so fine,Surely such
This clay, so strong of heart, of sense so fine,Surely such clay is more than half divine–‘Tis only fools speak evil of the clay,The very stars are made of clay like mine.
