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Kenneth Patchen - Be Music, Night
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Be music, night, 
That her sleep may go 
Where angels have their pale tall choirs 


Be a hand, sea, 
That her dreams may watch 
Thy guidesman touching the green flesh of the world 


Be a voice, sky, 
That her beauties may be counted 
And the stars will tilt their quiet faces 
Into the mirror of her loveliness 


Be a road, earth, 
That her walking may take thee 
Where the towns of heaven lift their breathing spires 


O be a world and a throne, God, 
That her living may find its weather 
And the souls of ancient bells in a child`s book 
Shall lead her into Thy wondrous house
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