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1886–1950

XIII

John Gould Fletcher

As I went through the city by day I saw shadows in sunlight: But in the night I saw everywhere Stars within the darkness.

( A coldly fluting breeze: Dark Pan under the trees. Low laughter: up the sky A star like a street-lamp left on high. )

As I went through the city by day I was hustled by jostling people. But in the night, the wind of the darkness Whispered, “Hush!” to my soul.

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