Come, words, away to miracle
More natural than written art.
You are surely somewhat devils,
But I know a way to soothe
The whirl of you when speech blasphemes
Against the silent half of language
And, laboring the blab of mouths,
You tempt prolixity to ruin.
—Laura Riding (from Come, Words, Away)
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