The striking down of the Vase, it grew and grew
—The Vase was not fair nymph of Arcadia, but sign of the Government,
Wherefore this world was stubborn towards change, held fast by the interests of grandees, it might now change,
—It seems like a solid earthwork, as if to hold a castle, but it could change, many out there to change it,
—With Nymphs who disport most delightfully,
—But it is born out of Greed. And Greed is born of Insecurity, that is, Fear.
—How many revolts occur and then are prosecuted more or less to success? Not so many.
—’T is only Glass. Not Pottery. Roman Glass coloured in blue,
—She looks as a woman who would be good around the home place for a night. One to take a Flyer with, at the least.
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