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The Indian Upon God
>> William Butler Yeats <<
I passed along the water's edge below the humid trees,
My spirit rocked in evening light, the rushes round my
knees,
My spirit rocked in sleep and sighs; and saw the moor-
fowl pace
All dripping on a grassy slope, and saw them cease to
chase
Each other round in circles, and heard the eldest speak:
I{Who holds the world between His bill and made us strong} or
I{weak}
I{Is an undying moorfowl, and He lives beyond the sky.}
I{The rains are from His dripping wing, the moonbeams from}
I{His eye.}
I passed a little further on and heard a lotus talk:
I{Who made the world and ruleth it, He hangeth on a stalk,}
I{For} I i{am in His image made, and all this tinkling tide}
I{Is but a sliding drop of rain between His petals wide.}
A little way within the gloom a roebuck raised his eyes
Brimful of starlight, and he said: i{The Stamper} of i{the}
I{Skies,}
I{He is} a i{gentle roebuck; for how else,} I i{pray, could He}
I{Conceive a thing so sad and soft, a gentle thing like me?}
I passed a little further on and heard a peacock say:
I{Who made the grass and made the worms and made my feathers}
I{gay,}
I{He is a monstrous peacock, and He waveth all the night}
I{His languid tail above us, lit with myriad spots} of i{light.}
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