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Hugo	A
Well boy what is it	B
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Henry	C
The feast is spread	D
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Hugo	A
Why tarry the guests for me	C
Let Eric sit at the table's head	D
Alone I desire to be	C
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Henry goes out	E
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What share have I at their festive board	F
Their mirth I can only mar	G
To me no pleasure their cups afford	F
Their songs on my silence jar	G
With an aching eye and a throbbing brain	H
And yet with a hopeful heart	I
I must toil and strain with the planets again	J
When the rays of the sun depart	I
He who must needs with the topers tope	K
And the feasters feast in the hall	L
How can he hope with a matter to cope	K
That is immaterial	M
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Orion	N
He who his appetite stints and curbs	O
Shut up in the northern wing	P
With his rye bread flavoured with bitter herbs	O
And his draught from the tasteless spring	P
Good sooth he is but a sorry clown	Q
There are some good things upon earth	R
Pleasure and power and fair renown	Q
And wisdom of worldly worth	R
There is wisdom in follies that charm the sense	S
In follies that light the eyes	T
But the folly to wisdom that makes pretence	T
Is alone by the fool termed wise	T
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Hugo	A
Thy speech Orion is somewhat rude	U
Perchance having jeer'd and scoff'd	V
To thy fill thou wilt curb thy jeering mood	U
I wot thou hast served me oft	V
This plan of the skies seems fairly traced	W
What errors canst thou detect	X
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Orion	N
Nay the constellations are misplaced	W
And the satellites incorrect	X
Leave the plan to me you have time to seek	Y
An hour of needful rest	Z
The night is young and the planets are weak	Y
See the sun still reddens the west	Z
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Hugo	A
I fear I shall sleep too long	A2
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Orion	N
If you do	B2
It matters not much the sky	C2
Is cloudy the stars will be faint and few	B2
Now list to my lullaby	C2
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Hugo reclines on a couch	D2
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Sings	T
Still the darkling skies are red	D
Though the day god's course is run	N
Heavenly night lamps overhead	D
Flash and twinkle one by one	N
Idle dreamer earth born elf	E2
Vainly grasping heavenly things	T
Wherefore weariest thou thyself	E2
With thy vain imaginings	T
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From the tree of knowledge first	F2
Since his parents pluck'd the fruit	G2
Man with partial knowledge curs'd	F2
Of the tree still seeks the root	G2
Musty volumes crowd thy shelf	E2
Which of these true knowledge brings	T
Wherefore weariest thou thyself	E2
With thy vain imaginings	T
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Will the stars from heaven descend	H2
Can the earth worm soar and rise	T
Can the mortal comprehend	H2
Heaven's own hallow'd mysteries	T
Greed and glory power and pelf	E2
These are won by clowns and kings	T
Wherefore weariest thou thyself	E2
With thy vain imaginings	T
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Sow and reap and toil and spin	I2
Eat and drink and dream and die	C2
Man may strive yet never win	I2
And I laugh the while and cry	C2
Idle dreamer earth born elf	E2
Vainly grasping heavenly things	T
Wherefore weariest thou thyself	E2
With thy vain imaginings	T
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He sleeps and his sleep appears serene	J2
Whatever dreams it has brought him	K2
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Looks at the plans	T
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If he knows what those hieroglyphics mean	J2
He's wiser than one who taught him	K2
Why does he number the Pole star thus	T
Or the Pleiades why combine	L2
And what is he doing with Sirius	T
In the devil's name or in mine	L2
Man thinks discarding the beaten track	M2
That the sins of his youth are slain	H
When he seeks fresh sins but he soon comes back	M2
To his old pet sins again	J

Adam Lindsay Gordon

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