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JEST, RUSE AND REVENGE

For me the starry course is o'er,
No sun and shadow as before,
No cockcrow summons at the door,
For nature tells the time no more!
Too many clocks her voice have drowned,
And droning law has dulled her sound.


49.
The Sage Speaks.

Strange to the crowd, yet useful to the crowd,
I still pursue my path, now sun, now cloud,
But always pass above the crowd!


50.
He lost his Head. ...

She now has wit—how did it come her way?
A man through her his reason lost, they say.
His head, though wise ere to this pastime lent,
Straight to the devil—no, to woman went!


51.
A Pious Wish.

"Oh, might all keys be lost! 'Twere better so
And in all keyholes might the pick-lock go!"
Who thus reflects ye may as—picklock know.


52.
Foot Writing.

I write not with the hand alone,
 My foot would write, my foot that capers,
Firm, free and bold, it's marching on
 Now through the fields, now through the papers.