High in the mountains by a deep ravine
inside my massive block, enclosed, alone -
but then brought down and stripped, I now am seen
against my will and destitute of stone.
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To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
by Sara Teasdale
The shining line of motors,
The swaying motor-bus,
The prancing dancing horses
Are passing by for us.
The sunlight on the steeple,
The toys we stop to see,
The smiling passing people