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"Ephemeral, star-begotten!
Music of the gravitic lutes
Shape elliptical convolutes
To which pirouetting planets whirl.
And as their satellites they twirl
About them, here match their ego
To this skirling, high allegro.
Each harp of closed concentric rings
Draws from its humming, weaving strings
Draws from its humming, weaving strings
A cosmic rhythm; savage drums
Pound the ecliptic plane! It thrums
And molds one all-embracing whole -
A living universe! A soul! cosmic rhythm; savage drums
Pound the ecliptic plane! It thrums
And molds one all-embracing whole -
A living universe! A soul!"

Grady Louis McMurtry

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