Frightened Rabbit – Nothing Like You
“‘Tis true my form is something odd,
But blaming me is blaming God;
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.If I could reach from pole to pole
Or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul;
The mind’s the standard of the man.”
— poem used by Joseph Merrick to end his letters, adapted from “False Greatness” by Isaac Watts.
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(Sam thought you might like this.)