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In the depth of Night on the heights of Day	A
Would you know where I rest or roam	B
In vain will you search for I nowhere stay	A
And the Universe is my home	B
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When you think to descry on the craggy steep	C
My skirts as I mount and flee	D
From the wrecks I have wrought I am sound asleep	C
In the cradles rocked by the sea	D
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There is never an eye that hath seen my helm	E
Though I traverse the ocean's face	F
There is never a foot that hath trod my Realm	E
Or can guide to my dwelling place	F
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Then how will you challenge my Will and me	D
Or how what I do arraign	G
Bewail as you may I alone am free	D
You can neither imprison nor chain	G
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Your dungeons clang on the blood red hand	H
And fetter the monster's claw	I
If I merge 'neath the wave if I level on land	H
It is that my will is law	I
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You have cleared the main of the corsair's keel	J
And the forest of outlaws' tread	K
Your hounds follow swift on the felon's heel	J
And the trail of the ravisher fled	K
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But when I harry the woods or scour	L
The furrows of foam for prey	A
The blushing bloom of the Spring deflower	A
Or outrage the buds of May	A
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Where where are they that can hunt me down	M
Or catch up my tacking sail	N
Can bridle my lust with scourge or frown	M
As I speed me away on the gale	N
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I heed no menace I hark no prayer	A
And if I desire I sate	O
'Tis but when I want not that I spare	A
But neither from love nor hate	O
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Let the feeble falter in their intent	P
Or slaking it feel remorse	Q
Though I never refrain I never repent	P
I am nothing but Will and Force	Q
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The flocks of the wandering waves I hold	R
In the hollow of my hand	H
And I let them loose like a huddled fold	R
And with them I flood the land	H
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Till they swirl round villages hamlets thorpes	Q
As the cottagers flee for life	S
Then I fling the fisherman's flaccid corpse	Q
At the feet of the fisherman's wife	S
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I blow from the shore as the surges swell	T
And the drenched barque strains for port	U
But heareth in vain the lighthouse bell	T
And the guns of the hailing fort	U
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Where speedeth the horseman o'er sand or veldt	U
That boasteth a seat like mine	V
I ride without stirrup or bit or belt	U
On the back of the bounding brine	V
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And it rears and plunges it chafes and foams	Q
But I am its master still	W
And its mettle I tame till it halts or roams	Q
At whatever pace I will	W
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I shatter the stubborn oak and blanch	X
The leaves of the poplar tree	A
And sweep all the chords of bough and branch	X
Till I make them sound like the sea	A
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O where is there music like to mine	V
When I muster my breath and roll	Y
Through the organ pipes of the mountain pine	V
Till they fill and affright the soul	Y
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Then smoothly and softly 'twixt shore and shore	A
I float on the dreaming mere	A
And motionless then you suspend your oar	A
And listen but cannot hear	A
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For I have crept to the water's edge	Z
And deep under reed mace crest	U
Am faintly fanning the seeded sedge	Z
Or rocking the cygnet's nest	U
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If I strip the maidenly birches bare	A
Of their dainty transparent dress	Q
It is that their limbs may look more fair	A
In their innocent nakedness	Q
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I weave from the leaves of the beech capped steep	C
A coverlet gold and red	U
And under its quiet warmth I creep	C
And sleep till the snows are fled	U
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Then I wake and around the maiden's feet	U
I flutter each fringe and fold	U
And playfully ripple the vestal pleat	U
That hints of her perfect mould	U
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I linger round dimpled throat and mouth	A2
Till her warm lips fall apart	U
And with the breath of the scented south	A2
Keep thawing her chaste cold heart	U
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Then she harks to the note of the nightingale	N
And the coo of the mated dove	B2
And murmurs the words of the poet's tale	N
Till the whole of her life is Love	B2
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I unlimber the thunder I aim the bolt	U
Till the forest ranks waver and quail	N
Then hurl down the hill and over the holt	U
My squadrons of glittering hail	N
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I soar where no skylark mounts and sings	Q
But the heavenly anthems swell	T
And fan with the force of my demon wings	Q
The furnace of nethermost Hell	T
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Like the Soul of Man like God's Word and Will	W
Whence I come and whither I go	C2
And where I abide when my voice is still	W
You know not and never shall know ''	-

Alfred Austin

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