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Ralph Waldo Emerson - The Chartist`s Complaint
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Day! hast thou two faces,
Making one place two places?
One, by humble farmer seen, 
Chill and wet, unlighted, mean,
Useful only, triste and damp,
Serving for a laborer`s lamp?
Have the same mists another side,
To be the appanage of pride,
Gracing the rich man`s wood and lake,
His park where amber mornings break,
And treacherously bright to show
His planted isle where roses glow?
O Day! and is your mightiness
A sycophant to smug success?
Will the sweet sky and ocean broad
Be fine accomplices to fraud?
O sun! I curse thy cruel ray!
Back, back to chaos, harlot Day!
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