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My brother the god and I grow sick	A
Of heaven's heights	B
We plunge to the valley to hear the tick	A
Of days and nights	B
We walk and loiter around the Loom	C
To see if we may	D
The Hand that smashes the beam in the gloon	E
To the shuttle's play	D
Who grows the wool who cards and spins	F
Who clips and ties	G
For the storied weave of the Gobelins	G
Who draughts and dyes	G
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But whether you stand or walk around	H
You shall but hear	I
A murmuring life as it were the sound	H
Of bees or a sphere	J
No Hand is seen but still you may feel	K
A pulse in the thread	L
And thought in every lever and wheel	K
Where the shuttle sped	L
Dripping the colors as crushed and urged	M
Is it cochineal	K
Shot from the shuttle woven and merged	M
A tale to reveal	K
Woven and wound in a bolt and dried	N
As it were a plan	E
Closer I looked at the thread and cried	N
The thread is man	E
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Then my brother curious strong and bold	O
Tugged hard at the bolt	P
Of the woven life for a length unrolled	P
The cryptic cloth	Q
He gasped for labor blind for the moult	P
Of the up winged moth	Q
While I saw a growth and a mad crusade	P
That the Loom had made	P
Land and water and living things	G
Till I grew afraid	P
For mouths and claws and devil wings	G
And fangs and stings	G
And tiger faces with eyes of hell	K
In caves and holes	G
And eyes in terror and terrible	K
For awakened souls	G
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I stood above my brother the god	P
Unwinding the roll	K
And a tale came forth of the woven slain	E
Sequent and whole	K
Of flint and bronze trowel and hod	P
The wheel and the plane	E
The carven stone and the graven clod	P
Painted and baked	P
And cromlechs proving the human heart	P
Has always ached	P
Till it puffed with blood and gave to art	P
The dream of the dome	R
Till it broke and the blood shot up like fire	S
In tower and spire	T
	-
And here was the Persian Jew and Goth	U
In the weave of the cloth	Q
Greek and Roman Ghibelline Guelph	V
Angel and elf	V
They were dyed in blood tangled in dreams	G
Like a comet's streams	G
And here were surfaces red and rough	V
In the finished stuff	V
Where the knotted thread was proud and rebelled	P
As the shuttle proved	P
The fated warp and woof that held	P
When the shuttle moved	P
And pressed the dye which ran to loss	G
In a deep maroon	E
Around an altar oracle cross	G
Or a crescent moon	E
Around a face a thought a star	W
In a riot of war	X
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Then I said to my brother the god let be	Y
Though the thread be crushed	P
And the living things in the tapestry	Y
Be woven and hushed	P
The Loom has a tale you can see to tell	K
And a tale has told	P
I love this Gobelin epical	K
Of scarlet and gold	P
If the heart of a god may look in pride	P
At the wondrous weave	V
It is something better to Hands which guide	P
I see and believe	V

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