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106 The Head Many, at the top of his voice, The old boa lulls. Westwardly they behind him turn and line For uses him nothing but the saints’ verses; Under his heart is the arctic end of heart. O, know not them; No for Yes would be YES. Yet, hearts’ scribe marches forward and go How can they negate their NO? Face not them the goblin to back man, In this haven It is q question of making a river flow back to source Laity must with heads their apostles make The sheepishness of the ancient bred sighs, Threw them into hurdles and scuffles; Horns logging from morn till eve; I watched ’em Harvest the fruits of their leaders’ preaching. ...

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