[BNP/E3, 78 – 44]

Death of God.

Justice.

There was a land, which I suppose,

Where everyone had a crooked nose;

And the crooked nose that everyone had

In no manner did make him sad.

But in that land a man was born

Whose nose more straight and clean was worn;

And the men of that land with a public hate

Killed the man whose nose was straight.

Alexander Search.

June 28^th, 1907.