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XIX. Delight becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,    More fair, because impossible That any gain. The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,    And that 's the skies! NINETEEN DELIGHT BECOMES PICTORIAL WHEN VIEWED THROUGH PAIN MORE FAIR BECAUSE IMPOSSIBLE THAN ANY GAIN THE MOUNTAIN AT A GIVEN DISTANCE IN AMBER LIES APPROACHED THE AMBER FLITS A LITTLE AND THAT'S THE SKIES
tly seen, -- As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine. XV. The soul unto itself Is an imperial friend, -- Or the most agonizing spy An enemy could send. Secure against its own, No treason it can fear; Itself its sovereign, of itself The soul should stand in awe. XVI. Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit, -- Life! XVII. THE RAILWAY TRAIN. I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains, And, supercilious, peer In shanties by the sides of roads; And then a quarry pare To fit its sides, and crawl between, Complaining all the while In horrid, hooting stanza; Then chase itself down hill And neigh like Boanerges; Then, punctual as a star, Stop -- docile and omnipotent -- At its own stable door. XVIII. THE SHOW. The show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be. Fair play -- Both went to see.  BENEATH SO SLIGHT A FILM IS MORE DISTINCTLY SEEN AS LACES JUST REVEAL THE SURGE OR MISTS THE APENNINE FIFTEEN THE SOUL UNTO ITSELF IS AN IMPERIAL FRIEND OR THE MOST AGONIZING SPY AN ENEMY COULD SEND SECURE AGAINST ITS OWN NO TREASON IT CAN FEAR ITSELF ITS SOVEREIGN OF ITSELF THE SOUL SHOULD STAND IN AWETEEN SURGEONS MUST BE VERY CAREFUL WHEN THEY TAKE THE KNIFE UNDERNEATH THEIR FINE INCISIONS STIRS THE CULPRIT LIFE SEVENTEEN THE RAILWAY TRAIN I LIKE TO SEE IT LAP THE MILES AND LICK THE VALLEYS UP AND STOP TO FEED ITSELF AT TANKS AND THEN PRODIGIOUS STEP AROUND A PILE OF MOUNTAINS AND SUPERCILIOUS PIER IN SHANTIES BY THE SIDES OF ROADS AND THEN A QUARRY PAIR TO FIT ITS SIDES AND CRAWL BETWEEN COMPLAINING ALL THE WHILE IN HORRID HOOTING STANZA THEN CHASE ITSELF DOWN THE HILL AND NEY LIKE BONERGIES THEN PUNCTUAL AS A STAR STOP DOCILE AND OMNIPOTENT AT ITS OWN STABLE DOOR EIGHTEEN THE SHOW THE SHOW IS NOT THE SHOW BUT THEY THAT GO MENAGERIE TO ME MY NEIGHBOUR BE FAIR PLAY BOTH WENT TO SEA
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