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Many have Earth's lovers been, / Tried in seas and wars, I ween; / Yet the mightiest have I seen: / Yea, the best saw I. / One that in a field alone / Stood up stiller than a stone / Lest a moth should fly.
Birds had nested in his hair, / On his shoon were mosses rare. / Insect empires flourished there, / Worms in ancient wars; / But his eyes burn like a glass, / Hearing a great sea of grass / Roar towards the stars.
From, them to the human tree / Rose a cry continually, / 'Thou art still, our Father, we / Fain would have thee nod. / Make the skies as blood below thee, / Though thou slay us, we shall know thee. / Answer us, O God!
'Show thine ancient flame and thunder, / Split the stillness once asunder, / Lest we whisper, lest we wonder / Art thou there at all? ' / But I saw him there alone, / Standing stiller than a stone / Lest a moth should fall.