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Show The Rambling Rhymster By LES PLETTNER SIZE We are awed by the size of tbe universe great; By its depth and its breadth and its height; By stars so far distant that years we must wait Ere our eyes can at last see their light. Some say, "Of what import is wee little man, Who rides on a nicker of dust. . . In a void that's so endless and great No one can conceive of its reach and its thrust." And yet there is nothing to daunt us in this, Whenever the question may rise; For in thought of man's value we will go amiss. If we measure him just by his size. Since nothing in space is so little or small Thai it could not be volumes more wee. And nothing's so big, so great or so tall That a million times greater 't could be. With a slight bit of thought It Is easy to see. . . . That all is not in size and weight. The truth is quite plain, that in infinity. . . The small is as great as the great. For mind, soul, and being count heavy, and most By them can man's value be told And they are more precious than Milky Way host Than worlds in the void that is cold. |