MR. SLUDGE, "THE MEDIUM."
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I' the flesh, as well. Be lazily alive,
Open-mouthed, like my friend the anteater,
Letting all nature's loosely-guarded motes
Settle and, slick, be swallowed! Think yourself
The one i' the world, the one for whom the world
Was made, expect it tickling at your mouth!
Then will the swarm of busy buzzing flies,
Clouds of coincidence, break egg-shell, thrive,
Breed, multiply, and bring you food enough.
Open-mouthed, like my friend the anteater,
Letting all nature's loosely-guarded motes
Settle and, slick, be swallowed! Think yourself
The one i' the world, the one for whom the world
Was made, expect it tickling at your mouth!
Then will the swarm of busy buzzing flies,
Clouds of coincidence, break egg-shell, thrive,
Breed, multiply, and bring you food enough.
I can't pretend to mind your smiling, sir!
Oh, what you mean is this! Such intimate way,
Close converse, frank exchange of offices,
Strict sympathy of the immeasurably great
With the infinitely small, betokened here
By a course of signs and omens, raps and sparks,—
How does it suit the dread traditional text
Of the "Great and Terrible Name"? Shall the Heaven of Heavens
Stoop to such child's play?
Oh, what you mean is this! Such intimate way,
Close converse, frank exchange of offices,
Strict sympathy of the immeasurably great
With the infinitely small, betokened here
By a course of signs and omens, raps and sparks,—
How does it suit the dread traditional text
Of the "Great and Terrible Name"? Shall the Heaven of Heavens
Stoop to such child's play?
Please, sir, go with me
A moment, and I 'll try to answer you.
The "Magnum et terribile" (is that right?)
Well, folk began with this in the early day;
And all the acts they recognized in proof
A moment, and I 'll try to answer you.
The "Magnum et terribile" (is that right?)
Well, folk began with this in the early day;
And all the acts they recognized in proof
