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IN THE STREET.
LORD ----.

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You have done well, we say it. You are dead,

And, of the man that with the right hand takes

Less than the left hand gives, let it be said

He has done something for our wretched sakes.

For those to whom you gave their daily bread

Rancid with God-loathed “charity,” their drink

Putrid with man-loathed “sin,” we bow our head

Grateful, as the great hearse goes by, and think.

Yes, you have fed the flesh and starved the soul

Of thousands of us; you have taught too well

The rich are little gods beyond control,

Save of your big God of the heaven and hell.

We thank you. This was pretty once, and right.

Now it wears rather thin. My lord, good night!

Songs of the Army of the Night

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