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Under your feet the towns were seven, Alive and alone on high, Your back to the broad white wall of heaven; You were one and the towns were seven, Single and one as the soaring sun And your head upheld the sky. UNDER YOUR FEET THE TOWNS WERE SEVEN ALIVE AND ALONE ON HIGH YOUR BACK TO THE BROAD WHITE WALL OF HEAVEN YOU WERE ONE AND THE TOWNS WERE SEVEN SINGLE AND ONE AS THE SOARING SUN AND YOUR HEAD UPHELD THE SKY
 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.” 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. And I could not think that the pride was perished As you came over the down; Liberty, chivalry, all we cherished, Lost in a rattle of pelf and perished; Or the land we love that you walked above Withering town by town. For you came out on the dome of the earth Like a vision of victory, Out on the great green dome of the earth As the great blue dome of the sky for girth, And under your feet the shires could meet And your eyes went out to sea.  SECTION ELEVEN OF THE BALLAD OF SAINT BARBARA AND OTHER VERSES READ FOR LIBER OF OX DOT ORG BY GALE CATO 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 AND I COULD NOT THINK THAT PRIDE WAS PERISHED AS YOU CAME OVER THE DOWN LIBERTY CHIVALRY ALL WE CHERISHED LOST IN THE RATTLE OF PELF AND PERISHED OR THE LAND WE LOVE THAT YOU WALKED ABOVE WITHERING TOWN BY TOWN FOR YOU CAME OUT ON THE DOME OF THE EARTH LIKE A VISION OF VICTORY OUT ON THE GREAT GREEN DOME OF THE EARTH AS THE GREAT BLUE DOME OF THE SKY FOR GIRTH AND UNDER YOUR FEET THE SHIRES COULD MEET AND YOUR EYES WENT OUT TO SEE
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