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11 Those then are really
men — the bosses and tufts of
the great
round globe!
12 Features of my equals, would you trick me with your creas'd and cadaverous march?
Well, you cannot trick me.
13 I see your rounded never-erased flow;
I see neath the rims of your haggard and mean dis- guises.
14 Splay and twist as you like — poke with the tangling fores of fishes or rats;
You'll be unmuzzled, you certainly will.
15 I saw the face of the most smear'd and slobbering idiot they had at the asylum;
And I knew for my consolation what they knew not;
I knew of the agents that emptied and broke my brother,
The same wait to clear the rubbish from the fallen tenement;
And I shall look again in a score or two of ages,
And I shall meet the real landlord, perfect and un- harm'd, every inch as good as myself.
12 Features of my equals, would you trick me with your creas'd and cadaverous march?
Well, you cannot trick me.
13 I see your rounded never-erased flow;
I see neath the rims of your haggard and mean dis- guises.
14 Splay and twist as you like — poke with the tangling fores of fishes or rats;
You'll be unmuzzled, you certainly will.
15 I saw the face of the most smear'd and slobbering idiot they had at the asylum;
And I knew for my consolation what they knew not;
I knew of the agents that emptied and broke my brother,
The same wait to clear the rubbish from the fallen tenement;
And I shall look again in a score or two of ages,
And I shall meet the real landlord, perfect and un- harm'd, every inch as good as myself.
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