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Documents of Mental Decadence.

Delirium

The Picture.

In a saloon |that is a sleep|

Mine eyes did a picture meet,

And[1] wondrously wise and woefully deep

     And horribly complete.

A profound meaning more than tears

Are seen to give, and human fears,

And human madness and woe,

Come as a scent from that picture weird.

The name of the painter is ignored

     And his purpose none do know.

Alexander Search.

August 1907.

[1] And ^/One\