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ALL SOULS' NIGHT by GERTRUDE HUNTINGTON MCGIFFERT

First Line: AS IT WAS PROMISED SO I BEHELD
Last Line: A GIBBERING, FURTIVE BEAST, BY NATURE DAMNED.
Subject(s): ALL SOULS' DAY; MOON; STARS; SUN; TREES;

As it was promised so I beheld.
From sun to sun wild beasts became as men.
No longer swinging their great heads, they looked
Amazed upon each other, saw the moon,
The still, dumb trees. The air scarce bore the noise
Of their rejoicings, their thick stutterings,
The Babel of their unpent, labourned thoughts.
Life-channels, old obliterate origins
By man forgot, they subtly understood.
Birds knew the wise mechanics of their flight,
The beaver of its bridge, the bee its hive.
Bears pondered on the habits of their kind.
The lion kneeled before the spectacle
Of its age-thwarted life by speech set free.
The ape wrought curious tools for stranger arts;
Knew not if to invent, or speak, or think
Gave greater joy; threw off incumbrances
Life loaded on him when the stars were young,
And stood there in his glory, Lord of all,
The peer of man in mind, beyond him far
In gifts surendered by mankind or lost.

Then even as I looked the dawn stole in,
Eyes faded and great heads began to swing.
Most pitiful of all and last to change
The ape reluctant dropped its tools and fled
Beyond the gates of consciousness, again
A gibbering, furtive beast, by nature damned.



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