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Harrison loves my country too, But wants it all made over new. He’s Freudian Viennese by night. By day he’s Marxian Muscovite. It isn’t because he’s Russian Jew. He’s Puritan Yankee through and through. He dotes on Saturday pork and…

That row of icicles along the gutter Feels like my armory of hate; And you, you… you, you utter… You wait!

The play seems out for an almost infinite run. Don’t mind a little thing like the actors fighting. The only I worry about is the sun. We’ll be all right if nothing goes wrong with the lighting.

There sandy seems the golden sky And golden seems the sandy plain. No habitation meets the eye Unless in the horizon rim, Some halfway up the limestone wall, That spot of black is not a stain Or shadow, but a…

Did I see it go by, That Millikan mote? Well, I said that I did. I made a good try. But I’m no one to quote. If I have a defect It’s a wish to comply And see as I’m…

The wave sucks back and with the last of water It wraps a wisp of seaweed round my legs, And with the swift rush of its sandy dregs So undermines my barefoot stand I totter, And did I not take…

How young and unassumingThey waited in the street,With babies in their armsAnd baggage at their feet. A trolley car they hailedWent by with clanging gongBefore they guessed the cornerThey waited on was wrong. And no one told them soBy way…

I never happened to contrast, The two ill the celestIal cast, Whose prominence has been so vast. The Sun IS satIsfied with days He never has in any phase That I have heard of shone at nIght. And yet he…

Far star that tickles for me my sensitive plate And fries a couple of ebon atoms white, I don’t believe I believe a thing you state. I put no faith in the seeming facts of light. I don’t believe I…

Lord, I have loved your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy; Till I have reeled and stumbled From looking up too much, And fallen and been humbled To wear…