THE MUSIC OF THE WORLD AND OF THE SOUL.
I
Why should I say I see the things I see not?
Why be and be not?
Show love for that I love not, and fear for what I fear not?
And dance about to music that I hear not?
Who standeth still i’ the street
Shall be hustled and justled about;
And he that stops i’ the dance shall be spurned by the dancers’ feet,—
Shall be shoved and be twisted by all he shall meet,