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THE WHEELING WORLD, by            
First Line: A passing blur across the line of sight
Last Line: The lords of all that is, are you and I.


A passing blur across the line of sight;
A glimpse of wheels that spurn the servile road;
And, in control, a human brain of might,
From which, in some way, all the wheels have flowed.
The first to rotate from some master mind,
In some lost day, which ages now conceal,
Has spawned material progress for mankind;
Bound, like Ixion, to the whirling wheel.

Thus suns and universes roll on high,
In labyrinthic mazes undefined.
The wheels of fate revolve across the sky,
As if directed by some master mind.
And yet, it seems -- we may not reason why --
The lords of all that is, are you and I.





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