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1852–1941

WEAVERS ALL

William Arthur Dunkerley

Warp and Woof and Tangle,— Weavers of Webs are we. Living and dying — and mightier dead, For the shuttle, once sped, is sped — is sped;—

Weavers of Webs are we. White, and Black, and Hodden-gray,— Weavers of Webs are we. To every weaver one golden strand

Is given in trust by the Master-Hand;— Weavers of Webs are we. And that we weave, we know not,— Weavers of Webs are we.

The threads we see, but the pattern is known To the Master-Weaver alone, alone;— Weavers of Webs are we.

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