<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The House Of Dust: Part 02: 09: Interlude</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The days, the nights, flow one by one above us, <br>The hours go silently over our lifted faces, <br>We are like dreamers who walk beneath a sea. <br>Beneath high walls we flow in the sun together. <br>We sleep, we wake, we laugh, we pursue, we flee. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We sit at tables and sip our morning coffee, <br>We read the papers for tales of lust or crime. <br>The door swings shut behind the latest comer. <br>We set our watches, regard the time. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What have we done? I close my eyes, remember <br>The great machine whose sinister brain before me <br>Smote and smote with a rhythmic beat. <br>My hands have torn down walls, the stone and plaster. <br>I dropped great beams to the dusty street. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My eyes are worn with measuring cloths of purple, <br>And golden cloths, and wavering cloths, and pale. <br>I dream of a crowd of faces, white with menace. <br>Hands reach up to tear me. My brain will fail. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here, where the walls go down beneath our picks, <br>These walls whose windows gap against the sky, <br>Atom by atom of flesh and brain and marble <br>Will build a glittering tower before we die . . . </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The young boy whistles, hurrying down the street, <br>The young girl hums beneath her breath. <br>One goes out to beauty, and does not know it. <br>And one goes out to death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Conrad+Potter+Aiken">Conrad Potter Aiken</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358631" data-title="The House Of Dust: Part 02: 09: Interlude de Conrad Potter Aiken" data-description="The days, the nights, flow one by one above us, The hours go silently over our lifted faces, We are like dreamers who walk beneath a sea. Beneath high walls we flow in the sun together. We sleep, we wake, we laugh, we pursue, we flee. We sit..."></div> </div> </div>

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