The Deception of the Thrush

I could not speak And my eyes failed Meer Madame Sosostris —nician sailor Those are pearls (are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls) And here is the one-eyed merchant —thing he carries on his back, which I am forbidden to see I see crowds of people (of people, of people, of people, of people, of people, of people) And each man fixed his eyes (his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes) To where (to where, to where, to where, to where)