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The troubles of life are many	A
The pleasures of life are few	B
When we sat in the sunlight Annie	A
I dreamt that the skies were blue	B
When we sat in the sunlight Annie	A
I dreamt that the earth was green	C
There is little colour if any	A
'Neath the sunlight now to be seen	C
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Then the rays of the sunset glinted	D
Through the blackwoods' emerald bough	E
On an emerald sward rose tinted	D
And spangled and gemm'd and now	E
The rays of the sunset redden	F
With a sullen and lurid frown	G
From the skies that are dark and leaden	F
To earth that is dusk and brown	G
	-
To right and to left extended	D
The uplands are blank and drear	H
And their neutral tints are blended	D
With the dead leaves sombre and sere	H
The cold grey mist from the still side	D
Of the lake creeps sluggish and sure	H
Bare and bleak is the hill side	D
Barren and bleak the moor	H
	-
Bright hues and shapes intertwisted	D
Fair forms and rich colours now	E
They have flown if e'er they existed	D
It matters not why or how	E
It matters not where or when dear	H
They have flown the blue and the green	C
I thought on what might be then dear	H
Now I think on what might have been	I
	-
What might have been words of folly	A
What might be speech for a fool	J
With mistletoe round me and holly	A
Scarlet and green at Yule	J
With the elm in the place of the wattle	K
And in lieu of the gum the oak	L
Years back I believed a little	K
And as I believed I spoke	L
	-
Have I done with those childish fancies	M
They suited the days gone by	N
When I pulled the poppies and pansies	M
When I hunted the butterfly	N
With one who has long been sleeping	O
A stranger to doubts and cares	P
And to sowing that ends in reaping	O
Thistles and thorns and tares	P
	-
What might be the dreams were scatter'd	D
As chaff is toss'd by the wind	D
The faith has been rudely shattered	D
That listen'd with credence blind	D
Things were to have been and therefore	H
They were and they are to be	A
And will be we must prepare for	H
The doom we are bound to dree	H
	-
Ah me we believe in evil	K
Where once we believed in good	D
The world the flesh and the devil	K
Are easily understood	D
The world the flesh and the devil	K
Their traces on earth are plain	Q
Must they always riot and revel	K
While footprints of man remain	Q
	-
Talk about better and wiser	H
Wiser and worse are one	F
The sophist is the despiser	H
Of all things under the sun	F
Is nothing real but confusion	F
Is nothing certain but death	R
Is nothing fair save illusion	F
Is nothing good that has breath	R
	-
Some sprite malignant and elfish	S
Seems present whispering close	P
All motives of life are selfish	S
All instincts of life are gross	P
And the song that the poet fashions	P
And the love bird's musical strain	Q
Are jumbles of animal passions	P
Refined by animal pain	Q
	-
The restless throbbings and burnings	P
That hope unsatisfied brings	P
The weary longings and yearnings	P
For the mystical better things	P
Are the sands on which is reflected	D
The pitiless moving lake	T
Where the wanderer falls dejected	D
By a thirst he never can slake	T
	-
A child blows bubbles that glitter	H
He snatches them they disperse	P
Yet childhood's folly is better	H
And manhood's folly is worse	P
Gilt baubles we grasp at blindly	A
Would turn in our hands to dross	P
'Tis a fate less cruel than kindly	A
Denies the gain and the loss	P
	-
And as one who pursues a shadow	D
As one who hunts in a dream	U
As the child who crosses the meadow	D
Enticed by the rainbow's gleam	U
I knowing the course was foolish	S
And guessing the goal was pain	Q
Stupid and stubborn and mulish	S
Followed and follow again	V
	-
The sun over Gideon halted	D
Holding aloof the night	D
When Joshua's arm was exalted	D
Yet never retraced his flight	D
Nor will he turn back nor can he	A
He chases the future fast	D
The future is blank oh Annie	A
I fain would recall the past	D
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There are others toiling and straining	T
'Neath burdens graver than mine	W
They are weary yet uncomplaining	T
I know it yet I repine	W
I know it how time will ravage	X
How time will level and yet	D
I long with a longing savage	Y
I regret with a fierce regret	D
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You are no false ideal	Z
Something is left of you	B
Present perceptible real	Z
Palpable tangible true	B
One shred of your broken necklace	P
One tress of your pale gold hair	H
And a heart so utterly reckless	P
That the worst it would gladly dare	H
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There is little pleasure if any	W
In waking the past anew	B
My days and nights have been many	W
Lost chances many I rue	B
My days and nights have been many	W
Now I pray that they be few	B
When I think on the hill side Annie	W
Where I dreamt that the skies were blue	B

Adam Lindsay Gordon

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