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Being but men, we walked into the trees,

Being but men, we walked into the trees

Afraid, letting our syllables be soft

For fear of waking the rooks,

For fear of coming

Noiselessly into a world of wings and cries.

If we were children we might climb,

Catch the rooks sleeping, and break no twig,

And, after the soft ascent,

Thrust out our heads above the branches

To wonder at the unfailing stars.

Out of confusion, as the way is,

And the wonder, that man knows,

Out of the chaos would come bliss.

That, then, is loveliness, we said,

Children in wonder watching the stars,

Is the aim and the end.

« Being but men, we walked into the trees »

by Dylan Thomas

Caddis Puppa, par Barry Ord Clarke

Hameçon : Mustad C67s #14-16

Fil : montage uni 8/0 gris

Corps : bande latex

Thorax : dubbing Anton Blanc

Tête : sabre de la queue faisan // dubbing lièvre-Anton