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Treating the sword blade the same as the staff,
Turning the chariot wheel into chaff.
Toppling a pillar and nudging a wall,
Building a sand pile to counter each fall.
Yielding to nothing — not even the rose,
The dust has its reasons wherever it goes.

— Nathalia Crane Venus Invisible and Other Poems (1928)

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A precious place is Paradise and none may know its worth,
But Eden ever longeth for the knicknacks of the earth.

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Their language runs to circles like the language of the eyes,
Emphasised by strange dilations with little panting sighs.

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The world is growing gentle,
But few know what she owes
To the understanding lily
And the judgment of the rose.

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The rose has told In one simplicity.
That never life
Relinquishes a bloom
But to bestow
An ancient confidence.

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Every gaudy color
Is a bit of truth.

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