17 February 2009

Manalive 

         All is gold that glitters--
          Tree and tower of brass;
        Rolls the golden evening air
          Down the golden grass.
        Kick the cry to Jericho,
          How yellow mud is sold,
        All is gold that glitters,
          For the glitter is the gold.
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