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WEST INDIES LTD.                               GUILLEN

Those whose waking dream is all,
who struggle in the depths of mines
and there attend the voices fine,
the past and present heroes' call.
And those enlightened,
unknown outcasts,
crushed and frightened,
heirs estranged,
players cheated,
men deranged,
stiff with cold and heavy as lead,
facing the deadly mauser with shouts
of "Brother soldier!," and falling dead,
with martyr's blood thick in their mouths. . 
 (Then let tumultuous rivers flow
with barbarous banners carried high,
fiery banners lighting the sky!
Oh, let tumultuous rivers flow!)

VII

[[/Italic font]][[Charanga interrupts my words:
John the Barber's song
is heard ]]

They kill me if I don't work,
but work is killing me;
they're always killing, killing,
always killing me!

Yesterday I saw a man watching,
watching the sunrise in the East;
yesterday I saw a man watching,
watching the sunrise in the East:
the man was watching in earnest,
but the man was unable to see.
Oh,
the blind who live without sight
when the sun appears,
when the sun appears,
when the sun appears!

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