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ON THE DOWNS When you came over the top of the world In the great day on the Downs, The air was crisp and the clouds were curled, When you came over the top of the world, And under your feet were spire and street And seven English towns. ON THE DOWNS WHEN YOU CAME OVER THE TOP OF THE WORLD IN THE GREAT DAY OF THE DOWNS THE AIR WAS CRISP AND THE CLOUDS WERE CURLED WHEN YOU CAME OVER THE TOP OF THE WORLD AND UNDER YOUR FEET WERE SPIRE AND STREET AND SEVEN ENGLISH TOWNS
ain Lie open and all at ease Where God has girded heaven to guard Her holy vanities. THE PHILANTHROPIST _(With apologies to a beautiful poem.)_ Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe decrease By cautious birth-control and die in peace) Mellow with learning lightly took the word That marked him not with them that love the Lord, And told the angel of the book and pen “Write me as one that loves his fellow-men: For them alone I labour; to reclaim The ragged roaming Bedouin and to tame To ordered service; to uproot their vine Who mock the Prophet, being mad with wine, Let daylight through their tents and through their lives, Number their camels, even count their wives, Plot out the desert into streets and squares; And count it a more fruitful work than theirs Who lift a vain and visionary love To your vague Allah in the skies above.” Gently replied the angel of the pen: “Labour in peace and love your fellow-men: And love not God, since men alone are dear, Only fear God; for you have cause to fear.”  SECTION ELEVEN OF THE BALLAD OF SAINT BARBARA AND OTHER VERSES READ FOR LIBER OF OX DOT ORG BY GALE CATO
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