Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm’d magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Just as my fingers on these keys Make music, so the self-same sounds On my spirit make a music, too. Music is feeling, then, not a sound; And thus it is that what I feel, Here in this room, desiring you, Thinking of your blue-shadowed silk, Is music.wallace stevens
And Jesus and a nameless ape Collide and share the selfsame shape That nocht terrestial can escape?Grieve
And the entity laughed at those who were crippled in the arena and lo! That selfsame thing returns to you!( Many Mansions, Chapter 5 – Karma of mockery. )edgar cayce
The self-same thing they will abhor One way, and long another for.
Hark! that's the nightingale, Telling the self-same tale Her song told when this ancient earth was young: So echoes answered when her song was sung In the first wooded vale.
And the dream that our mind had sketched in haste Shall others continue, but never complete. For none upon earth can achieve his scheme; The best as the worst are futile here: We wake at the self-same point of the dream, All is here begun, and finished elsewhere.victor hugo
For the selfsame heaven That frowns on me looks sadly upon him.william shakespeare
Being all fashioned of the self-same dust, let us be merciful as well as just.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In my school days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the self-same flight The self-same way with more advised watch, To find the other forth, and by adventuring both I oft found both.william shakespeare
Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me, More than to Richmond? for the selfsame heaven That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.