Brahma—After Emerson
Andrew Lang
If the wild bowler thinks he bowls, Or if the batsman thinks he’s bowled, They know not, poor misguided souls, They too shall perish unconsoled. I am the batsman and the bat, I am the bowler and the ball, The umpire, the pavilion cat, The roller, pitch, and stumps, and all.
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