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172 So in detail they, the crowd, are beautiful

for this to be warned against

saluted and defied— It is alive, venomous

it smiles grimly its words cut—

The flashy female with her mother, gets it—

The Jew gets it straight—it is deadly, terrifying—

It is the Inquisition, the Revolution

It is beauty itself that lives

day by day in them idly—

This is the power of their faces

It is summer, it is the solstice the crowd is

cheering, the crowd is laughing in detail

permanently, seriously without thought