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| Said the Eye one day, |
| "I see beyond these valleys a mountain veiled with blue mist. |
| Is it not beautiful?" |
| The Ear listened, and after listening intently awhile, said, |
| "But where is any mountain? |
| I do not hear it." |
| Then the Hand spoke and said, |
| "I am trying in vain to feel it or touch it, |
| And I can find no mountain." |
| And the Nose said, |
| "There is no mountain, I can not smell it." |
| Then the Eye turned the other way, |
| and they all began to talk together |
| about the eye's strange delusion. |
| And they said, |
| "Something must be the matter with the Eye." |
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| Kahlil Gibran - The Madman |
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