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Phantagraph, v. 13, issue 3, March 1945
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4--------the phantgraph------- gentle man would. Then I returned to carousal, wenching, and unpleasured excess. For about a century this has been going on, and very boring it has been, indeed. And now, I regret it however much, I must draw my moral: An Wiste ye that ye'd riske Helle For Years of joyouse Evile, Be temperate: Choose not over welle, Or deale not with ye Devile. (Reprinted from Scienti-Tales Mar. 1939) ooooooooooooooooooooooo COMMUNIQUE We are the quiet people. Two whose eyes are fixed upon horizons bright, far-flung, in new gardens planted in the rising sun. We are the gentle people. Touch as soft and fleeting as the early snows. Cloudlike voices in an evening sky, weft in the prism of a sunset glow. We are the strong people. Taut against the years, gripped like steel to crush the savage hates. Caught fast within the future's trumpet peal. --John B. Michel
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4--------the phantgraph------- gentle man would. Then I returned to carousal, wenching, and unpleasured excess. For about a century this has been going on, and very boring it has been, indeed. And now, I regret it however much, I must draw my moral: An Wiste ye that ye'd riske Helle For Years of joyouse Evile, Be temperate: Choose not over welle, Or deale not with ye Devile. (Reprinted from Scienti-Tales Mar. 1939) ooooooooooooooooooooooo COMMUNIQUE We are the quiet people. Two whose eyes are fixed upon horizons bright, far-flung, in new gardens planted in the rising sun. We are the gentle people. Touch as soft and fleeting as the early snows. Cloudlike voices in an evening sky, weft in the prism of a sunset glow. We are the strong people. Taut against the years, gripped like steel to crush the savage hates. Caught fast within the future's trumpet peal. --John B. Michel
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