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THE FLESH
"Sweet, thou art pale."
"More pale to see,
Christ hung upon the cruel tree

II can't find the titleof a memory about youwith a hand torn from darknessI step on fragments of facessoft friendly profilesfrozen into a hard contourcircling above my headempty as a forehead of aira man's silhouette of black
Iliving—despitel...

Ma tried to wash her garden slacks but couldn't get 'em
And so she thought she'd soak 'em in a bucket o' benzine
It worked all right
She wrung 'em out then wondered what she'd

I'll tell you an old-fashioned story That Grandfather used to relate,
Of a joiner and building contractor; 'Is name, it were Sam Oglethwaite
In a shop on the banks of the Irwell,
Old Sam used to follow 'is trade,

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark

Pigeons on the grass alas
Pigeons on the grass alas
Short longer grass short longer longer shorter yellow grass
Pigeonslarge pigeons on the shorter longer yellow grass alas pigeons on thegrass

The poet sang of a battle-field Where doughty deeds were done,
Where stout blows rang on helm and shield And a kingdom's fate was
With the scarlet thread of victory,
And honor from death's grim revelry Like a flame-red flower was wo...

UL face of a child, Lighted with laughter and glee, Mirthful, and tender, and wild, My heart is heavy for thee
Beautiful face of a youth, As an eagle poised to fly forth To the old land loyal of truth, To the hills and the sounds of the North...

"The underground
Are, as the dead prefer them,
Always tortuous
""When he looked the cave in the eye,

OM Belton Castle to Solway side,
Hard by the bridge, is three days' ride
"   We had fled full fast from her father's keep,
And the time was come that we must sleep

The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free,
He laughed aloud for very glee:
There came a breeze from off the sea:
It passed athwart the glooming flat -It fanned his forehead as he sat -It lightly bore away his hat,

We had expected everything but
And I kind of wonder myself when they started thinking--But there’s no dice in that now
I’ve heard fellow
They must have planned it for years and maybe they did