"What says the sea, little shell?
What says the sea?
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To the maiden
The sea was blue meadow,
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"Have you ever made a just man?"
"Oh, I have made three," answered God,
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"I have heard the sunset song of the birches,
A white melody in the silence,
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Fast rode the knight
With spurs, hot and reeking,
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Forth went the candid man
And spoke freely to the wind --
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You tell me this is God?
I tell you this is a printed list,
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On the desert
A silence from the moon's deepest valley.
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A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices
Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile,
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Once a man clambering to the housetops
Appealed to the heavens.
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There was a man with tongue of wood
Who essayed to sing,
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The successful man has thrust himself
Through the water of the years,
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The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top
Blood -- blood and torn grass --
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The impact of a dollar upon the heart
Smiles warm red light,
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A man said to the universe:
"Sir I exist!"
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When the prophet, a complacent fat man,
Arrived at the mountain-top,
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Ay, workman, make me a dream,
A dream for my love.
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When a people reach the top of a hill,
Then does God lean toward them,
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Three little birds in a row
Sat musing.
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Yes, I have a thousand tongues,
And nine and ninety-nine lie.
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Once there came a man
Who said,
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Mystic shadow, bending near me,
Who art thou?
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I looked here;
I looked there;
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I stood upon a high place,
And saw, below, many devils
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"And the sins of the fathers shall be
visited upon the heads of the children,
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If there is a witness to my little life,
To my tiny throes and struggles,
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There was crimson clash of war.
Lands turned black and bare;
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Charity thou art a lie,
A toy of women,
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There were many who went in huddled procession,
They knew not whither;
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In heaven,
Some little blades of grass
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