vain
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The Hollow Crown
Virtue is my sin,vice is your grace, O darling you are on fame’s mad voyage! It is the fool we value, not the sage, Who bore the pain, without complaint, O ye with thoughtless pride elate! One who is offended by sun’s glare, Always quarrel like perpetual rain! Who longed for glory,to whom flattery conveys!…
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Ode to narcissism
A spirit delicate, unwilling to offend, Never forgives himself, for mere slip of tongue, He gives each person, an unremitting attention, They are Allah’s Almighty gentlemen, Unlike vain men, who seeks others admiration, Whose blood is diseased, in their veins meandering, Who hates all the grace and elegance! They are torment to themselves and everyone,…