growing like a treeIn bulk, doth make Man better be;Or standing long o — Aidan Chambers, Postcards No Man’s Land

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It is not growing like a treeIn bulk, doth make Man better be;Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:A lily of a dayIs fairer far in MayAlthough it fall and die that night;It was the plant and flower of Light.In small proportions we just beauties see;And in short measures life may perfect be (Ben Jonson)

Aidan Chambers, Postcards from No Man's Land

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