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alliteration beauty beckon BERKELEY bloom blow blue breathe chance colder morn crowded deadly dearest death doubt dream drudgery dull earth ecstasies EDITION SAN FRANCISCO empty expression eyes fare fate flowers foul fragmentary frost glide gold Greed green grey grow happiness herd hope Japanese joyous land laughed leave light mankind meter mind mother naught ne'er never night nobler o'er Onward pass path peace pictorial plains poem poor race REVISED EDITION SAN rhyme rhythm rich roses rough RUBAIYAT THIRD REVISED SADAKICHI HARTMANN SAN FRANCISCO 1916 scatter shimmering shrug simply skies sleep Smile songs Sorrow soul sound speak spring stanza stir stray sullen summer's sung sunnier sway tell thigh things THIRD REVISED EDITION thorn thought toil tread treasures Turn phantoms unblessed vague vanity Vaster verses waste waves weary winds words wrest yoke youth
Page 18 - How can I give right directions When I am a wanderer myself! Onward I stroll and ever on In my own way courting the sun And fashioning Arcadia Of passing winds and flying clouds.
Page 17 - What can we do, how can we help ! The poor can never help the poor, The rich but scatter alms derived From what is due the common herd. The weed plots are crowded thick, Who cuts a path for weary feet!
Page 14 - Why does this world exist at all! How do we dare to love and mate When every path is strewn with thorns, When children share in our fate And age is glad to greet the night!
Page 9 - Like ojd wine it yields the magic Of oblivion and ecstasies, The moments drift on golden clouds To regions of the white beyond.
Page 16 - Women no longer shed their bloom In drudgery for bed and fare, And children age before their time.