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A spectral film that came and went	A
In its elusive way gave vent	A
In some unreal words which meant	A
'I think therefore I am '	B
That phantasm only thought it thought	C
A vain conception crudely wrought	C
An egotistic sham	D
Which brings us up against the fact	E
By Chunder's attestation backed	E
There is no Substance Thought nor Act	E
Nothing exists but Brahm	F
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This quaint contraption here below	G
Is not a magic shadow show	G
Where phantom figures come and go	G
As held by old Khayyam	F
A show has time and space enough	H
But here we only have such stuff	H
As dreams are made of mental fluff	H
And visionary flam	F
Throughout the universal scheme	F
Be sure things tare not what they seem	F
To quote a well known psalm	F
They're only whimsies of a dream	F
A transient dream of Brahm	F
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All through the cycles of the Past	I
At which Notation stands aghast	I
He has subsisted first and last	I
Lone functionless and calm	F
Nothing extraneous can obtrude	J
Upon his Sabbath quietude	J
Or discompose his tranquil mood	J
For nothing is but Brahm	F
'The Past and Present here unite	J
Beneath Time's flowing tide' to cite	J
A Bard of Uncle Sam	F
For Time stretched out in aeons dim	F
To Apprehension's very rim	F
Is insignificant to him	F
A Bagetelle to Brahm	F
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For once in his negation deep	K
He somehow chanced to drop asleep	K
And through that forty wings there ran	L
A flitting dream So time began	L
He dreamed this stellar lens of ours	M
Which mocks at telescopic powers	M
Innumerable suns sublime	F
At furious speed yet keeping time	F
And so remote that to the eye	N
They look like fixtures in the sky	N
But that's a trifle Round about	J
A million light years further out	J
The wisps of nebular portend	J
Sidereal schemes without an end	J
And this is no poetic flight	J
Nor idiotic blatherskite	J
Nor what is termed a cram	F
However vast these plans may seem	F
They're only figments of a dream	F
A trifling dream of Brahm	F
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He dreamed our System's fiery gas	O
Condensing into solid mass	O
And during several billion years	P
Evolving planetary spheres	P
But take this globe alone to prove	Q
How things have moved or seemed to move	Q
He dreamed some pulpy form of life	R
Mutation slow and savage strife	R
With Nature's forces all in play	S
And Darwin's system under way	S
While bits of hide and tufts of hair	T
For countless centuries fill'd the air	T
And only those were left alive	U
Whose fitness caused them to survive	U
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Monsters that lived in Gulfs of slime	F
With names that balk and baffle rhyme	F
Prodigious sloths whose daily food	J
Was half a ton of leaves and wood	J
Grim saurians of terrific strength	V
A quarter of a mile in length	V
Unsightly bats with twelve foot wings	W
And endless tribes of fearsome things	W
Cull'd down in point of fact so fit	J
That they should thrive in Sheol's pit	J
And breathe its exhalations thick	X
Holding their own with Ancient Nick	X
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And so while ocean bottoms rose	Y
To stand awhile as high plateaus	Y
And mountains sank beneath the main	Z
To rise time after time again	A2
And rocks were formed and strata rent	J
And Polar ice caps came and went	J
And geological ages pass'd	J
Each an improvement on the last	J
And on the wrinkled crust of earth	B2
More decent forms of life had birth	B2
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Man was evolved a product queer	C2
A breed that it would pay to sheer	C2
And which it might be safe to say	Y
Has reached a higher stage to day	Y
Since restless generations gone	D2
Have passed a few ideas on	E2
But bear in mind this human race	Y
Diverse in colour smell and face	Y
These off shoots from the simian stem	F
The Sons of Japheth and of Shem	F
The progeny of Ham	F
With mongrel races that infest	J
The isles and mainlands east and west	J
From Chili to Siam	F
Are less than ripples in a stream	F
They're only ripples on a dream	F
Namely the dream of BRAHM	F
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Even that race divinely nursed	J
Which for its virtues has been cursed	J
And booted into seven times seven	F2
By every nation under Heaven	F2
The seed of Abraham	F
And those brave lions in their den	A2
Each one a match for aliens ten	A2
With fist or rifle bat or pen	A2
I mean God's modest Englishmen	F2
Whose very fog is balm	F
These are less tangible withal	S
Than shadowy rabbits on the wall	S
Nothing exists but BRAHM	F
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Our swarming brethren of the North	G2
Whatever you may judge them worth	B2
Sling Muck and Soogoo Ram	F
Are fantoids like yourself and me	F
Though differing somewhat in degree	F
Nothing exists but BRAHM	F
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That Fatman dining at his club	H2
On costly wet and sumptuous grub	H2
The pilgrims in the roadside pub	H2
The washerwoman at her tub	H2
And Jacky in his native scrub	H2
On bandicoot and yam	F
Are momentary sports of thought	J
That flicker out and come to nought	J
In this brief dream of BRAHM	F
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Illusion in the very air	T
If such an envelope were there	T
And things that seem to claim your care	T
Your Wife with her untidy hair	T
And Grandma in her easy chair	T
And baby in the pram	F
Are all a visionary crew	I2
Which fact need never worry you	I2
For you're an apparition too	I2
Nothing exists but BRAHM	F
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But flies are in the ointment sweet	J
And jumpers in the cheese we eat	J
And maggots in the treacherous meat	J
And mildew on the jam	F
That is to say we might complain	Z
Of many a kink in things mundane	Z
Of barbarisms that still remain	Z
For instance 'Sport' imposing pain	Z
Monarchial 'loyalty' inane	Z
The gnats at which the Wowsers strain	Z
The camels that they entertain	Z
Sectarian bigotry insane	Z
The ruthless quest of sordid gain	Z
A sad perennial stream of bane	Z
Which only in a sense profane	Z
We're competent to dam	F
The feckless poet's cult of grog	J2
The idle bummer's cadge for prog	J2
The stern official's odious 'gog'	J2
The flunkey's meek Salaam	F
Such provocations daily met	J
And grounds of meddlesome regret	J
Shall find their panacea yet	J
With ratling promptitude you bet	J
In this same dream of BRAHM	F
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Unquestionably no one knows	Y
The likely period of his doze	Y
But this we know that when he wakes	Y
We vanish in a brace of shakes	Y
Without dismay or qualm	F
The earth the sun and every star	K2
Shall vanish like the freaks they are	K2
The corn and oil the flower and grass	Y
The fig and vine shall simply pass	Y
The eucalypt and palm	F
The microbe small the ponderous whale	S
The greyhound swift the tardy snail	S
The lion and the lamb	F
The sand and granite quartz and schist	J
Shall vanish like a so called mist	J
Which the fictitious sun has kiss'd	J
Of course they never did exist	J
NOTHING EXISTS BUT BRAHM	F