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We have not seen the sun for many days	A
But now through East wind haze	A
He makes a shift	B
To send a luminous drift	B
To which as to his full unclouded splendour	C
The meek contented earth makes glad surrender	C
God bless the simple earth	D
That gave me birth	D
God bless her that she looks so pleased	E
The soul thai is diseased	E
With this world's sorrow	C
Well sir ought to look	F
Beyond and yet beyond not in this narrow nook of His creation	G
Will God make up His book	F
The whole is one great scheme of compensation	G
The net result	H
Is all I too have had my dream	I
As from my nonage dedicate a meustgx	A
Of that great cult	H
I saw Lord Love upon his galley pass	A
Westward from Cyprus smooth as glass	A
The sea was all before him He as keleustgx	A
Stood at the stern and piped	J
The rhythms but ever and anon	G
As worked upon	G
By some familiar Fury grasping a scourge	K
An amethyst	L
Fastened it to his wrist Love's wrist	L
He ran along the transtra and did urge	K
The rowers and striped	J
Their backs with blood whereat they leapt	M
Like maddened hounds and swept	M
The sea until it hissed	L
Then I Lord Love what means this cruelty	N
But he to me	N
Deigned no reply	O
Only I saw his face was wet with tears	A
And he did look beyond and yet beyond	P
But those men fond	P
And fatuous never turned	Q
Their eyes from his but yearned	Q
With an insensate yearning having confidence	A
That so it must be but on what pretence	A
I know not Ah most cruel lord	R
Ah knotted cord	R
Dull plashm	N
Of livid tissues flash	S
Of oars that smote the waters to a hum	N
Come come	N
You've had enough of this	A
But what I meant and what you seemed to miss	A
Was simply how the meek contented earth	D
That gave me birth	D
Was pleased	E
Then you of soul diseased	E
And what not excellent	T
But that is what I meant	U
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Thomas Edward Brown

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