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Forget not Earth, O our brother, and we wish thee joy of the sun." FORGET NOT EARTH O OUR BROTHER AND WE WISH THEE JOY OF THE SUN
clad with tar and wooden bricks. Be patient, street. In a while the earthquake cometh." "Who are you?" people said. "And where do you come from?" "Who may tell what we are," they answered, "or whence we come?" And one turned towards the smoke-stained houses, saying, "Blessed be the houses, because men dream therein." Then I perceived, what I had never thought, that all these staring houses were not alike, but different one from another, because they held different dreams. And another turned to a tree that stood by the Green Park railings, saying, "Take comfort, tree, for the fields shall come again." And all the while the ugly smoke went upwards, the smoke that has stifled Romance and blackened the birds. This, I thought, they can neither praise nor bless. And when they saw it they raised their hands towards it, towards the thousand chimneys, saying, "Behold the smoke. The old coal-forests that have lain so long in the dark, and so long still, are dancing now and going back to the sun. TTLE LONGER THEY SHALL GO UP AND DOWN AND KEEP THEE CLAD WITH TAR AND WOODEN BRICKS BE PATIENT STREET IN A WHILE THE EARTHQUAKE COMETH WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE SAID AND WHERE DO YOU COME FROM WHO MAY TELL WHAT WE ARE THEY ANSWERED OR WHENCE WE COME AND ONE TURN TOWARD THE SMOKE STAINED HOUSES SAYING BLESSED BE THE HOUSES BECAUSE MEN DREAM THEREIN THEN I PERCEIVED WHAT I HAD NEVER THOUGHT THAT ALL THESE STEERING HOUSES WERE NOT ALIKE BUT DIFFERENT FROM ONE ANOTHER BECAUSE THEY HELD DIFFERENT DREAMS AND ANOTHER TURNED TO A TREE THAT STOOD BY THE GREEN PARK RAILINGS SAYING TAKE COMFORT TREE FOR THE FIELDS SHALL COME AGAIN AND ALL THE WHILE THE UGLY SMOKE WENT UPWARDS THE SMOKE THAT HAS STIFLED ROMANCE AND BLACKENED THE BIRDS THIS I THOUGHT THEY CAN NEITHER PRAISE NOR BLESS AND WHEN THEY SAW IT THEY RAISED THEIR HANDS TOWARDS IT TOWARDS THE THOUSAND CHIMNEYS SAYING BEHOLD THE SMOKE THE OLD COAL FORESTS THAT HAVE LAIN SO LONG IN THE DARK AND SO LONG STILL ARE DANCING NOW AND GOING BACK TO THE SUN
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