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THE AEROPLANE

Leave us the air! enough the jar
Of snorting engine, grinding car,
The very heavens ye now would mar;
Leave us the air!
The air where dreamy birds do sing,
Under Aurora reddening,
And float on such a blissful wing.
Leave us the air!
Air doth the brow of age renew
Darkly redeeming us with dew,
And lifting to a boundless blue.
Leave us the air!
The ancient silence hath but stirred
To solemn thunder and sweet bird;
There must the aeroplane be heard?
Leave us the air!

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Air that is bosom of our pain,
That breathes on the besiegéd brain,
And murmurs mercy of the rain;
Leave us the air!
Hither and thither are we tossed.
Speed have we gained, but at the cost
Of faded calm and firmness lost;
Leave us the air!
Whate'er the silly crowd enjoys,
Our Progress is but stench and noise,
We scream and shout and grasp but toys.
Leave us the air!
The earth is blackened from our eyes,
And filled with dismal hoots and cries,
Spare to profane the holier skies;
Leave us the air!