Four times six
Swiftly charging clamor of joy,
slowly claiming glamour for boys,
sinking coyly hammer and noise
slyly oily grammar lacks poise.
Four times six
Swiftly charging clamor of joy,
slowly claiming glamour for boys,
sinking coyly hammer and noise
slyly oily grammar lacks poise.
Rhymer commented on Four times six
11-18-2009
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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