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"Arcturus" is his other name - I'd rather call him "Star." It's very mean of Science To go and interfere! I slew a worm the other day - A "Savan" passing by Murmured "Resurgam" - "Centipede"! "Oh Lord - how frail are we"! I pull a flower from the woods - A monster with a glass Computes the stamens in a breath - And has her in a "class"! Whereas I took the Butterfly Aforetime in my hat - He sits erect in "Cabinets" - The Clover bells forgot. What once was "Heaven" Is "Zenith" now - Where I proposed to go When Time's brief masquerade was done Is mapped and charted too. What if the poles sh'd frisk about And stand upon their heads! I hope I'm ready for "the worst" - Whatever prank betides! Perhaps the "Kingdom of Heaven's" changed - I hope the "Children" there Wont be "new fashioned" when I come - And laugh at me - and stare - I hope the Father in the skies Will lift his little girl - Old fashioned - naughty - everything - Over the stile of "Pearl".
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