San Francisco, Calif. : Architect and Engineer Co · leaf 521
the rub. I shape the bowlWith mans remains, but of his soulI know not, save it gives me mould.I hold but dross, while it is gold And priceless stuff. And still, I am the envelopeOf loving man and misanthrope.I hold them both within my thrall;It seems to them that I am all, The only stuff. One thing…
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