9.04.2014

The Word Spoken at the Utmost Place

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it is addressed thusly:
A vision.
it reads:
And men today believe, he said
That they love too little, how absurd
The other replied, with pity fed
They ought to love more, in a word
Are they not another, parch'd, waterless land?
True, he said, but this is not at hand
Dry they are, but this is not conferred
By love's lack as I do understand;

Then what, the other replied in kind
Would make this riddle yield some sense
What sort of rede had you in mind?
Simple, he said, is their recompense
Wringing love from pity in such a state
For there is not much lovable of late
NO! He roared, pity knew offense
If this perverted age they did not hate!

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