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              The Subalterns

‘Poor wanderer’, said the leaden sky,
   ‘I fain would lighten thee,
But there are laws in force on high
   Which say it must not be.’ 

– ‘I would not freeze thee, shorn one,’ cried
   The North, ‘knew I but how
To warm my breath, to slack my stride;
   But I am ruled as thou.’ 

– ‘To-morrow I attack thee, wight,’
   Said Sickness.  ‘Yet I swear
I bear thy little ark no spite,
   But  am bid enter there.’ 

– ‘Come hither, Son,’ I heard Death say;
   ‘I did not will a grave
Should end thy pilgrimage to-day,
   But I, too, am a slave!’ 

We smiled upon each other then,
   And life to me had less
Of that fell look it wore ere when
   They owned their passiveness.

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