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What does man love more than life,
hate more than death or mortal strife;
That which contented men desire,
the poor have, the rich require;
The miser spends, the spendthrift saves,
and all men carry to their graves?
hate more than death or mortal strife;
That which contented men desire,
the poor have, the rich require;
The miser spends, the spendthrift saves,
and all men carry to their graves?
202
To exit from this awful place,
The eastern corridor you must pace
And chant the magic words:
OWAH
TAGOO
SIAM
The eastern corridor you must pace
And chant the magic words:
OWAH
TAGOO
SIAM
204
In the eyes it causes blindness,
in the nose just a sneeze;
Yet some suck this down,
and act as if pleased.
in the nose just a sneeze;
Yet some suck this down,
and act as if pleased.
205
It stands alone, with no bone or solid form.
Adamant, it prospers never wrong,
though hurt it may.
Twistable, malleable, might it be,
but always straight as an arrow.
Adamant, it prospers never wrong,
though hurt it may.
Twistable, malleable, might it be,
but always straight as an arrow.
207
A man of a hundred stood out in the cold,
Exchanged his gay headdress, of colors
most bold,
For one of pure ivory, just now a day old.
But though freshly dressed, the old man
stood alone -
It was his misfortune to live on a wold.
Exchanged his gay headdress, of colors
most bold,
For one of pure ivory, just now a day old.
But though freshly dressed, the old man
stood alone -
It was his misfortune to live on a wold.
208
There's someone that I'm always near,
Yet in the dark I disappear.
To this one only I am loyal,
Though in his wake I'm doomed to toil.
He feels me not (we always touch);
If I were lost, he'd not lose much.
And now I come to my surprise,
For you are he - but who am I?
Yet in the dark I disappear.
To this one only I am loyal,
Though in his wake I'm doomed to toil.
He feels me not (we always touch);
If I were lost, he'd not lose much.
And now I come to my surprise,
For you are he - but who am I?
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I'm often held, yet rarely touched;
I'm always wet, yet never rust;
I'm sometimes wagged and sometimes bit;
To use me well, you must have wit.
I'm always wet, yet never rust;
I'm sometimes wagged and sometimes bit;
To use me well, you must have wit.
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211
In the window she sat weeping.
And with each tear her life went seeping.
And with each tear her life went seeping.
212
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes;
I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
213
I've little strength, but mighty powers;
I guard small hovels and great towers.
But if perchance my master leaves,
He must ensure he safeguards me.
I guard small hovels and great towers.
But if perchance my master leaves,
He must ensure he safeguards me.
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The floor's on top, the roof's beneath,
And from this place I rarely leave.
Yet with the passing of each day,
A new horizon greets my gaze.
And from this place I rarely leave.
Yet with the passing of each day,
A new horizon greets my gaze.
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In daytime I lie pooled about,
At night I cloak like a mist.
I creep inside shut boxes and
Inside your tightened fist.
You see me best when you can't see,
For I do not exist.
At night I cloak like a mist.
I creep inside shut boxes and
Inside your tightened fist.
You see me best when you can't see,
For I do not exist.
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Both king and horse have this, of course,
But you'll want neither of them, perforce.
But you'll want neither of them, perforce.
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