Bernard O'Dowd - Sloth (I) lyrics

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Bernard O'Dowd - Sloth (I) lyrics

Too many a Samsan lip your teeth indent: Too many a Sybil girl you lure to make The Great Refusal for a fireside sake: And glamoured poet many a look has sent Into those eyeballs bear-brown, somnolent, Nor dreamed that devils in each muddy lake Were s**ing his devotion in to slake The furrowed belly of your fanged content! Religion's bane and Freedom's subtlest foe! Behold the poppied freight your barges bring The dim-lit souls that crave the prophet's gleam, Or fettered people's writhing 'neath their woe-- Gossamer clips and thriftless harvesting Of phantom flocks and shadowy tilth of dream!

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