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He fixed thee 'mid this dance

Of plastic circumstance,

This Present, thou, forsooth, would fain ar

rest:

Machinery just meant

To give thy soul its bent,

With elbows wide, fists clenched to prop his chin.

And, while he kicks both feet in the cool slush,

And feels about his spine small eft-things

course,

Try thee and turn thee forth, sufficiently Run in and out each arm, and make him

impressed.

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laugh:

And while above his head a pompion-plant, Coating the cave-top as a brow its eye, Creeps down to touch and tickle hair and

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'Thinketh, it came of being ill at ease: He hated that He cannot change His cold, Nor cure its ache. 'Hath spied an icy fish That longed to 'scape the rock-stream where she lived,

And thaw herself within the lukewarm brine

O'the lazy sea her stream thrusts far amid,

A crystal spike 'twixt two warm walls of wave;

Only, she ever sickened, found repulse At the other kind of water, not her life, (Green-dense and dim-delicious, bred o' the sun,)

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Flounced back from bliss she was not born to breathe,

And in her old bounds buried her despair, Hating and loving warmth alike: so He.

"Thinketh, He made thereat the sun, this isle,

Trees and the fowls here, beast and creeping thing.

Yon otter, sleek-wet, black, lithe as a leech;

Yon auk, one fire-eye in a ball of foam, That floats and feeds; a certain badger brown

He hath watched hunt with that slant white-wedge eye

By moonlight; and the pie with the long tongue

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That pricks deep into oakwarts for a worm, And says a plain word when she finds her prize,

But will not eat the ants; the ants themselves

That build a wall of seeds and settled stalks

About their hole- He made all these and more,

Made all we see, and us, in spite: how else?

He could not, Himself, make a second self To be His mate; as well have made Himself:

He would not make what He mislikes or

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Then, when froth rises bladdery, drink up all,

Quick, quick, till maggots scamper through my brain;

Last, throw me on my back i' the seeded thyme,

And wanton, wishing I were born a bird. Put case, unable to be what I wish,

I yet could make a live bird out of clay: Would not I take clay, pinch my Caliban Able to fly?-for, there, see, he hath wings,

And great comb like the hoopoe's to admire,

And there, a sting to do his foes offence, s
There, and I will that he begin to live,
Fly to yon rock-top, nip me off the horns
Of grigs high up that make the merry din,
Saucy through their veined wings, and mind

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'Saith, He may like, perchance, what profits Him.

Ay, himself loves what does him good; but why?

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'Gets good no otherwise. This blinded beast

Loves whoso places flesh-meat on his nose, But, had he eyes, would want no help, but hate

Or love, just as it liked him: He hath eyes. Also it pleaseth Setebos to work,

Use all His hands, and exercise much craft,

By no means for the love of what is worked. 'Tasteth, himself, no finer good i' the world When all goes right, in this safe summertime,

And he wants little, hungers, aches not much,

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Those at His mercy,- why, they please Him most

When . . . when . . . well, never try the same way twice!

Repeat what act has pleased, He may grow

wroth.

You must not know His ways, and play Him off,

Sure of the issue. 'Doth the like himself: 'Spareth a squirrel that it nothing fears But steals the nut from underneath my thumb,

And when I threat, bites stoutly in defence:

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'Spareth an urchin that contrariwise, Curls up into a ball, pretending death For fright at my approach: the two ways please.

But what would move my choler more than this,

That either creature counted on its life
To-morrow and next day and all days to

come,

Saying, forsooth, in the inmost of its heart, "Because he did so yesterday with me, And otherwise with such another brute, So must he do henceforth and always."Ay?

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