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THEY WILL SAY.

Of my city the worst that men will ever say is this You took little children away from the eun and the dew. And the glimmers that played in the grass under the great eky And the reckless rain; you put them between walls To work, broken and smothered, far bread , and wages; To eat dust in their throata and die empty-hearted For a little handful of pay on a tew Saturday nights. —Carl Sandburg, in "Poetry."

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