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HERITAGE, by                    
First Line: These laughter-honeyed children, dirty-faced
Last Line: In the arch company of stars and burning suns.
Subject(s): Ancestors & Ancestry; Beauty; Children; Heritage; Heredity; Childhood


These laughter-honeyed children, dirty-faced
And boisterous, silently fit the mold
That formed the nightingale and marigold,
The crisp black ant and all that have embraced
A childhood of some sort. For simply placed
Are they in such positions they will swear
No sweeter song, nor scent, nor town is there
Than theirs. Who have unearthly beauty faced
Declare it kin and common: men insist
They are not awed and, shadow-weary, must
Outshine a god they do not see. The gist
They are of earth, this sheenless blob of dust,
This midget moon that short-legged struts and runs
In the arch company of stars and burning suns.





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