How doth the Muse-man greed,
And seek him o’ the Day,
And word that setteth up a wag—
While hearts o’ Earth are filthed?
How doth the See-man greed?
Yea, and how he opeth up his eye,
And seeth naught and telleth much—
While hearts of earth are hurt.
How doth the Good-man greed,
Who dealeth o’ the Word?