THY BETTER SELF
by: Jones Very (1813-1880)
POEMS BY JONES VERY
- AM thy other self, what thou
- When thou art I, the one seest now;
- In finding thy true self thou wilt find me,
- The springing blade, where now thou dost but plough.
- I am thy neighbor, a new house I've built,
- Which thou as yet hast never entered in;
- I come to call thee; come in when thou wilt,
- The feast is always ready to begin.
- Thou should'st love me, as thou dost love thyself,
- For I am but another self beside;
- To show thee him thou lov'st in better health,
- What thou would'st be, when thou to him hast died;
- Then visit me, I make thee many a call;
- Nor live I near to thee alone, but all.