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1857–1954

LINES ON HEINE.

William Douw Lighthall

I saw a crowded circus once: The fool was in the middle. Loud laughed contemptuous Common-sense At every frisk and riddle.

I see another circus now — ( The world a circus call I ),— But in the centre laughs the sane; Round sit the sons of folly.

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