Discord

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Portrait of George Meredith George Meredith,  Poems and Lyrics of the Joy of Earth (1883)

“ The answer seems nowhere: it's discord that's played.
The sky's a blue dish!—an implacable sky!
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Stop a moment. I seize an idea from the pit.
They tell us that discord, though discord, alone,
Can be harmony when the notes properly fit:
Am I judging all things from a single false tone?
Is the Universe one immense Organ, that rolls
From devils to angels? I'm blind with the sight.
It pours such a splendour on heaps of poor souls!
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