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74 Towards Democracy

which I might perhaps give you: and yet which I cannot give you, but in me waits also for you—O how long?

Something that I have promised. I give you the token. | Faithfully when you recognise and return it shall you have that you desire.

Tam the light air on the hills—deny me not; my desire which was not satisfied is satisfied, and yet can never be satisfied. ©

I pass and pass and pass.

From the hills I creep down into the great city—fresh and pervading through all the streets I pass;

Him I touch, and her I touch, and you I touch—Ican never be satisfied.

I who desired one give myself toall. I who would be the companion of one become the companion of all companions. ~

The lowest and who knows me not, him I know best and love best;

The child of the suffering heart I take; my arms pass under his shoulders and under the hollow of his thighs ; his arm lies around my neck, my lips yearn close to hison my breast at length he slumbers peacefully and long.

The blind and aged woman descends the steps leading ° to the basement of the tall London house; the east wind blows bitter with dust along the street; she feels along the wall, and for the door, and timidly knocks. I cannot see who opens the door, but it is slammed immediately in her | face. I take her by the hand and speak words to her, and her sightless eyes are as though they saw once more.

Once I walked the world of rocks and grass, of space