| Logic... Robert Graves... |
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Clear knowledge having come Of algebraic queendom Compulsive touch and tread By a public voice dictated Proclaims renewed loyalty To a defunct geometry: Blue-prints of logic- |
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Logic, tricking the tongue With it's fool's learning, Prescribed excess, Devoted emptiness, With dull heart-burning For a forgotten peace For work beyond employment, For trust beyond allegiance, For love beyond enjoyment, For life beyond existence, For death beyond decease. |
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