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Insurrections

I saw God.

Do you doubt it?

Do you dare to doubt it?

I saw the Almighty Man.

His

Was resting on a mountain,

He looked upon the World and all about it:

I saw Him plainer than you see me now,

You mustn't doubt it.

He was not satisfied;[Pg xiii] His look was all dissatisfied.

His beard swung on a wind far out of

Behind the world's curve, and there was

Most fearful from His forehead, and He sighed,"That star went always wrong, and from the startI was dissatisfied."He lifted up His hand—I say He heaved a dreadful

Over the spinning Earth, then I said "Stay,

You must not strike it,

God;

I'm in the way;

And I will never move from where I stand."He said, "Dear child,

I feared that you were dead,"And stayed His hand.

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James Stephens

James Stephens (9 February 1880[1] – 26 December 1950) was an Irish novelist and poet.

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