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A Song of the Open Road, and Other Verses

THE POISONERS

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THEY poison the air above, They poison the wells below, They poison Pity and Love With the fumes of Hate and Woe. They poison the heaven’s clear, They poison the sea’s swell: Satan recoils in fear Lest they should poison Hell.

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