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21-March 1906.

Shakespeare.

Shakespeare

Wert thou a man a being such as we

Impossible for man from among us

Could be deep before soul

And be so little of mortality!

Was there no difference between us – no, none?

Were we 2 beings of the same kind

Hadst thou not somewhat of the air and sun

Were we not to thee a mean, cold and blind,

Thy voice was as a music, yet more clean

To human sense as subtle unseen

To our more earthly being

Thou art the fast {…} of things impossible

Thou wert as music-conscious music speaking

And as our minds miraculously wreaking

The conscious magic of a heart-born spell.