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'Rich man Poor man Beggar man Thief Doctor Lawyer Merchant Chief '	A
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Highway stretched along the sun	B
Highway thronged till day is done	B
Where the drifting Face replaces	C
Wave on wave on wave of faces	D
And you count them one by one	B
'Rich man Poor man Beggar man Thief	E
Doctor Lawyer Merchant Chief '	-
Is it soothsay Is it fun	B
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Young ones like as wave and wave	F
Old ones like as grave and grave	F
Tide on tide of human faces	D
With what human undertow	G
Rich man poor man beggar man thief	E
Tell me of the eddying spaces	D
Show me where the lost ones go	G
Like and lost as leaf and leaf	E
What's your secret grim refrain	H
Back and forth and back again	I
Once and now and always so	G
Three days since and who was Thief	E
Three days more and who'll be Chief	E
Oh is that beyond belief	E
Doctor Lawyer Merchant Chief	E
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Down like grass before the mowing	J
On like wind in its mad going	J
Wind and dust forever blowing	J
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Highway shrill with murderous pride	K
Highway of the swarming tide	K
Why should my way lead me deeper	L
I am not my Brother's keeper	L
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II	-
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Byway ambushed with the dark	M
Byway where the ears may hark	M
Live and fierce when day is done	B
You that do without the Sun	B
What's this game you bring to nought	K
Muttering like a thing distraught	K
Reckoning like a simpleton	B
Since the hearing must be brief	E
Living or a dying thief	E
Cobbled with the anguished stones	N
That the thoroughfare disowns	N
Stones they gave you for your bread	K
Of the disinherited	K
Where the Towers of Hunger loom	O
Crowding in the dregs of doom	O
Where the lost sky peering through	P
Sees no more the grudging grass	N
Only this mud mirrored blue	P
Like some shattered looking glass	N
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Under with the sorry reaping	J
Underneath the stones of weeping	J
For the Dark to have in keeping	J
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Byway you so foully marred	K
You whose sodden walls and scarred	K
See no light but only where	Q
Fevered lamps are set to stare	Q
In the eyes of such despair	Q
Tell me as a Byway can	B
Was this Beggar once a Man	B
'Rich man Poor man Beggar man Thief '	-
Like and lost as leaf and leaf	E
Stammering out your wrongs and shames	N
Must you cry their very names	N
Must you sob your shame your grief	E
'Poor man Poor man Beggar Thief '	-
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III	-
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Highway where the Sun is wide	K
Byway where the lost ones hide	K
Byway where the Soul must hark	M
Byway dreadful with the Dark	M
Can you nothing do with Man	B
Doctor Lawyer Merchant Chief	E
Learns he nothing even of grief	E
Must it still be all his wonder	L
Some men soar while some go under	L
He has heard and he has seen	B
Make him know the thing you mean	B
He has prayed since time began	B
He's so curious of the Plan	B
He will pray you till he die	K
For the Whence and for the Why	K
Mad for wisdom when 'tis cheaper	L
'Why should my way lead me deeper	L
Am I then my Brother's keeper '	-
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Show him Byway if you can	B
Lest he end as he began	B
Rich and poor this beggar Man	B
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But we did walk in Eden	B
Eden the garden of God	K
There where no beckoning wonder	L
Of all the paths we trod	K
No choiring sun filled vineyard	K
No voice of stream or bird	K
But was some radiant oracle	R
And flaming with the Word	K
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Mine ears are dim with voices	N
Mine eyes yet strive to see	N
The black things here to wonder at	K
The mirth the misery	N
Beloved who wert with me there	Q
How came these shames to be	N
On what lost star are we	N
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Men say The paths of gladness	N
By men were never trod	K
But we have walked in Eden	B
Eden the garden of God	K

Josephine Preston Peabody

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