Full text: Secession (Number one) (1)

Do not sway thus from side to side thin young 
woman with one breast the left, crushing a book against 
this. I, utterly 'curious shall walk behind thee monster. 
It will, doubtless, take many quibbling miles before I 
have gulped thee, whole, into my system. Let us walk 
a little further and all will be very simple. 
If I, you, the mussels, the oysters, the ham, the 
lobster, the artichoke, should all yawn and agree that 
it were time to get up and march across the tables 
form a procession and crawl thoughtfully into the 
street order sunlight a flourish an electric baton a zebra 
in advance an elephant supporting the rear — would 
they then disagree with us? would they be willing to 
consider another point of view and lay it before us 
reasonably ? ^ 
Returning at evening to my dear door in the 
courtyard my knees trembling with exhaustion, here 
where* no flowers have begun burgeoning, nothing 
commenced clasping my senses (I am about yearning 
for the brown old streets again with the high walls 
I have just left: the Street of the Honest Burgher, the 
Street of the Wooden Sword, the Street of the Four 
Daugthers as well as that of the Four Winds where 
I promenaded modifying my conceptions to conform 
with just and mild skepticisms), I am now burning to 
test my knowledge of the way in their evening aspect 
(could the method fail?) when the peaceful nunneries 
of the grilled windows would pose new and arresting 
riddles; thence to return to my door with my pausing 
and reflective key to consider it all again and turn or 
turn the key. 
I shall not grow bald; whatsoever, 
1 shall hang on to my hair by the hair. 
* Dedicated to G. B. M.

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