Each heart knows the owl's murd'rous hoot, the black raven's caw;Each has heard the timid rabbit's shriek in the night;
Each the crack of the raptor's bone-rend, the predator's claw;
Yet the rebelling spirit needs smile in the dimming light.
Skeletons at exhibition -
Parched bones by Memory blanched;
Tomorrow, workmen erect a new show.

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