Chapter Headings - Kim


    Unto whose use the pregnant suns are poised,
    With idiot moons and stars retracting stars?
    Creep thou between, thy coming's all unnoised.
    Heaven hath her high, as Earth her baser, wars
    Heir to these tumults, this affright, that fray
    (By Adam’s, fathers’, own, sin bound alway);
    Peer up, draw out thy horoscope and say
    Which planet mends thy threadbare fate, or mars.


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