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Anthony Burgess

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Men are influenced by big loud empty words, styes which swell the eyelids and impede vision of the truth.

 
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O lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast:
O press it to thine own again,
Where it will break at last!

 
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Master, Master Poet,
Master of words sung and spoken,
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And upon every height they have raised your cross,
A sign and a symbol to guide their wayward feet,
But not unto your joy.
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A god whose love is like their own love,
And whose mercy is in their own mercy?
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Whatever time thy golden eyelids ope
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Not only backward from these low degrees
To starry dynasties,
But, looking far where now the silence owns
And rules from empty thrones,
Thou seest the enchanted halls of heaven burn
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An Arab, by his earnest gaze,
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A smile within his eyelids plays
And into words his longing gushes.

 
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