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Other Humors
As many colors as the eye may see
In promissory arches on the lea
After a shower, when the sun is out
These the body has and out of doubt
I say name them: black, brown, red, yellow, blue,
(The pigments, hair, blood, lymph, the venous hue)
And others yet: green bile, transparencies
As limpid as the fountains of the eyes.
Colors are there, and in minute amounts
Nameless ones like still uncharted stars
Scatter and scintillate in the firmament
That is our body universe; by their deeds
May they be known, not by their spurious counts
And by the mystic way their force is blent.
GREY ROOFS