In Memoriam A.h.h (entire Poem!!) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BAAC DEFD GHHG IJJI KLLK MLLM NOON PQRP LSSL TRRU AVVA H AAAA AWWA XAAX YZA2 H AB2B2A C2D2D2C2 E2F2F2E2 LB2B2L H G2H2H2G2 I2HHI2 AJ2J2 B2B2B2B2 C KK2K2K JL2M2 B2AAB2 AAA C N2O2O2N2 P2AAP2 L2B2B2N C AAP2 Q2NNQ2 CI2I2C CB2B2C B2OOB2 R2K CRRC AB2 A B2AAB2 AB2B2A B2B2B2B2 C B2B2B2B2 NS2S2N KC2P2K C T2OOR2 B2U2U2B2 B2B2B2B2 RB2B2R B2CAB2 CE2E2C A NAAL2 YB2B2V2 AB2B2A CJJC AI2I2A A O2B2B2O2 CAAC AAAA B2AAB2 AIIA A B2CCB2 B2AAB2 P2AAP2 RU2U2R S2B2B2S2 A AMMA KB2B2K W2AAW2 B2 R KV2V2K A AAAA X2B2B2B2 AB2B2A AY2Y2A Z2AAZ2 C B2B2AB2 MA3A3M T2IIR2 P2B2B2P2 B3C3C3B3 C AB2B2A B2AAB2 L2AAL2 B2MMB2 L2B2B2L2 C AB2B2A Q2D3D3Q2 K2I2I2K2 CE3E3C SB2B2S C ARRA CCCC R2B2B2R2 AK2K2A I2AAI2 C B2B2B2B2 VB2B2V B2S2S2B2 AB2B2A P2B2B2C2 A CNNC ACCA F3U2U2F3 C2AAC2 A B2AAB2 AB2B2 AN2N2A B2H2H2B2 I2E3E3 A MCCM C2G3G3 AP2P2 L2F3F3L2 H3AA Z2B2B2Z2 B2B2B2B2 A MOOM B2B2B2B2 SI3I3S G2B2B2G2 AB2B2A A B2AAB2 AC3C3A ST2T2S J3B2B2J3 B2Z2Z2B2 AK3K3B2 A B2AAB2 B2AAB2 AB2B2A N2L3L3N2 A M3B2B2M3 ARRA N3P2P2N3 A AAAA B2AAB2 ANNA YAAY A AO3O3A AP3P3A B2Q3Q3B2 U2B2B2U2 A B2R3R3B2 B2S3NB2 B2AAB2 P2Q2Q2C2 T3U3U3T3 A AAAA B2B2B2B2 AB2B2A CB2B2C A AV3W3A U2AAU2 J3B2B2J3 K3N3N3K3 B2B2 B2 B3CAB3 F2C3C3 YB2B2Y A AB2B2A CCA B2B2B2B2 B2B2B2B2 A RAAR B2AAB2 AB2B2A AS3S3A A D3RRD3 AAAA IB2B2I X3N2N2X3 A ANNA C3AAC3 CAAC AAAA A B2AA Y3A Y3 AMAA ANN B2Z3N2B2 AA4A4A A B4C3C3B4 AF2F2A B2AAB2 AAAA A AB2B2A R3B2B2 AG3G3A AB2B2A B2IIB2 F3B2B2 A C4AAD4 AZ2Z2A Y3AAY3 A AE4E4A B2L2L2B2 C2AAC2 R3 L2AAL2 AR2T2A AAAA J3B2B2J3 I2B2B2I2 V2B2B2V2 B2B2B2B2 AR3R3A R3 AL2L2A B3B2B2B3 AB2B2A AH2F4A S3B2B2N B2AAB2 R3 N3AAN3 R3C2P2R3 AAAA R3 I2E2E2C4 L2B2B2L2 SAAS R3P3P3R3 A B2NNB2 B2AAB2 AAAA R3B2B2R3 A AB2B2 G4 A B2N2N2B2 H2B2B2H2 A M3L2L2M3 B2E2E2B2 B2AAB2 W2L3L3W2 A R3R3R3R3 B2B2B2B2 B2B2B2B2 B2AA A YB2B2Y AB2B2A AR3R3A AG2G2A A AAAA H4H2H2H4 AQ2Q2A AI4I4A R3 R3J4J4R3 C3B2B2C3 AZ2Z2A AAAA A B2B2B2B2 AC3C3A B2H2H2B2 R3AAR3 R3 B2B2B2B2 B2B2F3 B2AAB2 R3N2N2 R3 Z3AAZ3 AJ2J2A B2H2H2B2 R3AAR3 A B2R3R3B2 B2B2B2B2 P2B2B2P2 Z2R3R3Z2 AB2B2A A R3AAR3 AAAA B2AAB2 B2AAB2 I3R3R3I3 A R3J2D4R3 AH2H2A B2AAB2 B2R3R3B2 AB2B2A Y2P3P3N3 R3AAR3 A R3F3F3R3 R3B2B2R3 AR3R3A B2B2B2B2 A R3AAR3 AB2B2A AB2B2 A AAAA B2B2B2B2 AB2B2A IT2T2I A J2B2B2J2 B2B2B2B2 YAAY R3AA A P3AAP3 R3B2B2R3 B2SSB2 A B2R3R3B2 B2U3U3B2 R3AAR3 A I2B2B2I2 AAAA S2B2B2S2 A N2SSZ3 B2AAB2 J2AAJ2 B2I3I3B2 Y2R3R3Y2 B2AAB2 AAA A B2B2B2 Z2B2B2Z2 AAAA A B2B2B2B2 B2B2B2B2 B2AAB2 B2AAB2 A AB2B2A AC3C3A B2AAB2 D4B2B2D4 A B2H2H2B2 YB2B2Y B2AAB2 AH2H2A A B2B2B2B2 I4AAI4 AAAA B2B2B2B2 B2AAB2 A B2B2B2B2 B2AAB2 AAAA R3R3R3R3 A AB2B2A R3F3F3R3 B2B3B3B2 J3K4K4J3 A C2B2B2P2 I2E2E2I2 B2AAB2 C3B2B2C3 AP3P3A AB2B2A B2B2B2B2 A B2AAB2 AH2H2A B2AAB2 C3AAC3 A AB2B2A B2R3R3B2 AB2B2A A B2AAB2 B2AAB2 AF3F3A Z3I2I2N2 C3AAC3 A B2AAB2 B2T2T2A E4B2B2E4 AP2P2A A P3AAP3 P2AAP2 B2AAB2 AC3C3A A AH2H2A B2B2B2B2 B2AAB2 AP2P2A AC3C3A A B2B2A B2B2B2B2 B2C3C3B2 AB2B2A IB2B2I A AB2B2A SB2B2S P2AAP2 AAAA A B2B3B3 B2B2B2 B2P2P2 A H2AAH2 C4AAI2 B2H2H2B2 G3B2B2G3 A B2F3F3B2 AAAA B2AAB2 F3B2B2F3 A J2R3R3J2 B2AAB2 IC4I2I AB2B2A B2IIB2 B2L4L4B2 AAAA B2AAB2 M4B2B2M4 AB2B2A R3B2B2R3 B2Q2Q2B2 A R3B2B2R3 B2AAB2 AB2B2A AB2B2A B2AAB2 B2B2B2B2 AN4N4A N3H2H2N3 R3D3D3R3 AAAA IJ2J2I B2AAB2 B2B2B2B2 R3AAR3 C2B2B2C2 P3N4N4P3 AAAA AAAA AE2E2A E2G3G3T2 B2N4N4 P2AA R3AA B2AAB2 B2AAB2 AB2B2A B2AAB2 B2AAB2 B2D4I2B2 Z2B2B2 Z2 A B2E2E2B2 R3B2B2R3 AH2H2A AB2B2 A AA

OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII	A
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Strong Son of God immortal Love	B
Whom we that have not seen thy face	A
By faith and faith alone embrace	A
Believing where we cannot prove	C
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Thine are these orbs of light and shade	D
Thou madest Life in man and brute	E
Thou madest Death and lo thy foot	F
Is on the skull which thou hast made	D
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Thou wilt not leave us in the dust	G
Thou madest man he knows not why	H
He thinks he was not made to die	H
And thou hast made him thou art just	G
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Thou seemest human and divine	I
The highest holiest manhood thou	J
Our wills are ours we know not how	J
Our wills are ours to make them thine	I
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Our little systems have their day	K
They have their day and cease to be	L
They are but broken lights of thee	L
And thou O Lord art more than they	K
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We have but faith we cannot know	M
For knowledge is of things we see	L
And yet we trust it comes from thee	L
A beam in darkness let it grow	M
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Let knowledge grow from more to more	N
But more of reverence in us dwell	O
That mind and soul according well	O
May make one music as before	N
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But vaster We are fools and slight	P
We mock thee when we do not fear	Q
But help thy foolish ones to bear	R
Help thy vain worlds to bear thy light	P
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Forgive what seem'd my sin in me	L
What seem'd my worth since I began	S
For merit lives from man to man	S
And not from man O Lord to thee	L
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Forgive my grief for one removed	T
Thy creature whom I found so fair	R
I trust he lives in thee and there	R
I find him worthier to be loved	U
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Forgive these wild and wandering cries	A
Confusions of a wasted youth	V
Forgive them where they fail in truth	V
And in thy wisdom make me wise	A
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I	H
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I held it truth with him who sings	A
To one clear harp in divers tones	A
That men may rise on stepping stones	A
Of their dead selves to higher things	A
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But who shall so forecast the years	A
And find in loss a gain to match	W
Or reach a hand thro' time to catch	W
The far off interest of tears	A
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Let Love clasp Grief lest both be drown'd	X
Let darkness keep her raven gloss	A
Ah sweeter to be drunk with loss	A
To dance with death to beat the ground	X
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Than that the victor Hours should scorn	Y
The long result of love and boast	Z
'Behold the man that loved and lost	A2
But all he was is overworn '	-
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II	H
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Old Yew which graspest at the stones	A
That name the under lying dead	B2
Thy fibres net the dreamless head	B2
Thy roots are wrapt about the bones	A
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The seasons bring the flower again	C2
And bring the firstling to the flock	D2
And in the dusk of thee the clock	D2
Beats out the little lives of men	C2
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O not for thee the glow the bloom	E2
Who changest not in any gale	F2
Nor branding summer suns avail	F2
To touch thy thousand years of gloom	E2
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And gazing on thee sullen tree	L
Sick for thy stubborn hardihood	B2
I seem to fail from out my blood	B2
And grow incorporate into thee	L
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III	H
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O Sorrow cruel fellowship	G2
O Priestess in the vaults of Death	H2
O sweet and bitter in a breath	H2
What whispers from thy lying lip	G2
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'The stars ' she whispers 'blindly run	I2
A web is wov'n across the sky	H
From out waste places comes a cry	H
And murmurs from the dying sun	I2
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'And all the phantom Nature stands	A
With all the music in her tone	J2
A hollow echo of my own	J2
A hollow form with empty hands '	-
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And shall I take a thing so blind	B2
Embrace her as my natural good	B2
Or crush her like a vice of blood	B2
Upon the threshold of the mind	B2
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IV	C
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To Sleep I give my powers away	K
My will is bondsman to the dark	K2
I sit within a helmless bark	K2
And with my heart I muse and say	K
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O heart how fares it with thee now	J
That thou should'st fail from thy desire	L2
Who scarcely darest to inquire	M2
'What is it makes me beat so low '	-
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Something it is which thou hast lost	B2
Some pleasure from thine early years	A
Break thou deep vase of chilling tears	A
That grief hath shaken into frost	B2
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Such clouds of nameless trouble cross	A
All night below the darken'd eyes	A
With morning wakes the will and cries	A
'Thou shalt not be the fool of loss '	-
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V	C
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I sometimes hold it half a sin	N2
To put in words the grief I feel	O2
For words like Nature half reveal	O2
And half conceal the Soul within	N2
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But for the unquiet heart and brain	P2
A use in measured language lies	A
The sad mechanic exercise	A
Like dull narcotics numbing pain	P2
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In words like weeds I'll wrap me o'er	L2
Like coarsest clothes against the cold	B2
But that large grief which these enfold	B2
Is given in outline and no more	N
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VI	C
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One writes that 'Other friends remain '	-
That 'Loss is common to the race'	A
And common is the commonplace	A
And vacant chaff well meant for grain	P2
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That loss is common would not make	Q2
My own less bitter rather more	N
Too common Never morning wore	N
To evening but some heart did break	Q2
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O father wheresoe'er thou be	C
Who pledgest now thy gallant son	I2
A shot ere half thy draught be done	I2
Hath still'd the life that beat from thee	C
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O mother praying God will save	C
Thy sailor while thy head is bow'd	B2
His heavy shotted hammock shroud	B2
Drops in his vast and wandering grave	C
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Ye know no more than I who wrought	B2
At that last hour to please him well	O
Who mused on all I had to tell	O
And something written something thought	B2
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Expecting still his advent home	R2
And ever met him on his way	K
With wishes thinking 'here to day '	-
Or 'here to morrow will he come '	-
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O somewhere meek unconscious dove	C
That sittest ranging golden hair	R
And glad to find thyself so fair	R
Poor child that waitest for thy love	C
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For now her father's chimney glows	A
In expectation of a guest	B2
And thinking 'this will please him best '	-
She takes a riband or a rose	A
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For he will see them on to night	B2
And with the thought her colour burns	A
And having left the glass she turns	A
Once more to set a ringlet right	B2
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And even when she turn'd the curse	A
Had fallen and her future Lord	B2
Was drown'd in passing thro' the ford	B2
Or kill'd in falling from his horse	A
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O what to her shall be the end	B2
And what to me remains of good	B2
To her perpetual maidenhood	B2
And unto me no second friend	B2
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VII	C
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Dark house by which once more I stand	B2
Here in the long unlovely street	B2
Doors where my heart was used to beat	B2
So quickly waiting for a hand	B2
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A hand that can be clasp'd no more	N
Behold me for I cannot sleep	S2
And like a guilty thing I creep	S2
At earliest morning to the door	N
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He is not here but far away	K
The noise of life begins again	C2
And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain	P2
On the bald street breaks the blank day	K
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VIII	C
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A happy lover who has come	T2
To look on her that loves him well	O
Who 'lights and rings the gateway bell	O
And learns her gone and far from home	R2
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He saddens all the magic light	B2
Dies off at once from bower and hall	U2
And all the place is dark and all	U2
The chambers emptied of delight	B2
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So find I every pleasant spot	B2
In which we two were wont to meet	B2
The field the chamber and the street	B2
For all is dark where thou art not	B2
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Yet as that other wandering there	R
In those deserted walks may find	B2
A flower beat with rain and wind	B2
Which once she foster'd up with care	R
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So seems it in my deep regret	B2
O my forsaken heart with thee	C
And this poor flower of poesy	A
Which little cared for fades not yet	B2
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But since it pleased a vanish'd eye	C
I go to plant it on his tomb	E2
That if it can it there may bloom	E2
Or dying there at least may die	C
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IX	A
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Fair ship that from the Italian shore	N
Sailest the placid ocean plains	A
With my lost Arthur's loved remains	A
Spread thy full wings and waft him o'er	L2
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So draw him home to those that mourn	Y
In vain a favourable speed	B2
Ruffle thy mirror'd mast and lead	B2
Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn	V2
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All night no ruder air perplex	A
Thy sliding keel till Phosphor bright	B2
As our pure love thro' early light	B2
Shall glimmer on the dewy decks	A
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Sphere all your lights around above	C
Sleep gentle heavens before the prow	J
Sleep gentle winds as he sleeps now	J
My friend the brother of my love	C
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My Arthur whom I shall not see	A
Till all my widow'd race be run	I2
Dear as the mother to the son	I2
More than my brothers are to me	A
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X	A
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I hear the noise about thy keel	O2
I hear the bell struck in the night	B2
I see the cabin window bright	B2
I see the sailor at the wheel	O2
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Thou bring'st the sailor to his wife	C
And travell'd men from foreign lands	A
And letters unto trembling hands	A
And thy dark freight a vanish'd life	C
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So bring him we have idle dreams	A
This look of quiet flatters thus	A
Our home bred fancies O to us	A
The fools of habit sweeter seems	A
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To rest beneath the clover sod	B2
That takes the sunshine and the rains	A
Or where the kneeling hamlet drains	A
The chalice of the grapes of God	B2
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Than if with thee the roaring wells	A
Should gulf him fathom deep in brine	I
And hands so often clasp'd in mine	I
Should toss with tangle and with shells	A
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XI	A
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Calm is the morn without a sound	B2
Calm as to suit a calmer grief	C
And only thro' the faded leaf	C
The chestnut pattering to the ground	B2
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Calm and deep peace on this high wold	B2
And on these dews that drench the furze	A
And all the silvery gossamers	A
That twinkle into green and gold	B2
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Calm and still light on yon great plain	P2
That sweeps with all its autumn bowers	A
And crowded farms and lessening towers	A
To mingle with the bounding main	P2
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Calm and deep peace in this wide air	R
These leaves that redden to the fall	U2
And in my heart if calm at all	U2
If any calm a calm despair	R
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Calm on the seas and silver sleep	S2
And waves that sway themselves in rest	B2
And dead calm in that noble breast	B2
Which heaves but with the heaving deep	S2
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XII	A
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Lo as a dove when up she springs	A
To bear thro' Heaven a tale of woe	M
Some dolorous message knit below	M
The wild pulsation of her wings	A
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Like her I go I cannot stay	K
I leave this mortal ark behind	B2
A weight of nerves without a mind	B2
And leave the cliffs and haste away	K
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O'er ocean mirrors rounded large	W2
And reach the glow of southern skies	A
And see the sails at distance rise	A
And linger weeping on the marge	W2
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And saying 'Comes he thus my friend	B2
Is this the end of all my care '	-
And circle moaning in the air	R
'Is this the end Is this the end '	-
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And forward dart again and play	K
About the prow and back return	V2
To where the body sits and learn	V2
That I have been an hour away	K
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XIII	A
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Tears of the widower when he sees	A
A late lost form that sleep reveals	A
And moves his doubtful arms and feels	A
Her place is empty fall like these	A
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Which weep a loss for ever new	X2
A void where heart on heart reposed	B2
And where warm hands have prest and closed	B2
Silence till I be silent too	B2
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Which weeps the comrade of my choice	A
An awful thought a life removed	B2
The human hearted man I loved	B2
A Spirit not a breathing voice	A
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Come Time and teach me many years	A
I do not suffer in a dream	Y2
For now so strange do these things seem	Y2
Mine eyes have leisure for their tears	A
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My fancies time to rise on wing	Z2
And glance about the approaching sails	A
As tho' they brought but merchants' bales	A
And not the burthen that they bring	Z2
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XIV	C
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If one should bring me this report	B2
That thou hadst touch'd the land to day	B2
And I went down unto the quay	A
And found thee lying in the port	B2
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And standing muffled round with woe	M
Should see thy passengers in rank	A3
Come stepping lightly down the plank	A3
And beckoning unto those they know	M
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And if along with these should come	T2
The man I held as half divine	I
Should strike a sudden hand in mine	I
And ask a thousand things of home	R2
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And I should tell him all my pain	P2
And how my life had droop'd of late	B2
And he should sorrow o'er my state	B2
And marvel what possess'd my brain	P2
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And I perceived no touch of change	B3
No hint of death in all his frame	C3
But found him all in all the same	C3
I should not feel it to be strange	B3
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XV	C
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To night the winds begin to rise	A
And roar from yonder dropping day	B2
The last red leaf is whirl'd away	B2
The rooks are blown about the skies	A
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The forest crack'd the waters curl'd	B2
The cattle huddled on the lea	A
And wildly dash'd on tower and tree	A
The sunbeam strikes along the world	B2
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And but for fancies which aver	L2
That all thy motions gently pass	A
Athwart a plane of molten glass	A
I scarce could brook the strain and stir	L2
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That makes the barren branches loud	B2
And but for fear it is not so	M
The wild unrest that lives in woe	M
Would dote and pore on yonder cloud	B2
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That rises upward always higher	L2
And onward drags a labouring breast	B2
And topples round the dreary west	B2
A looming bastion fringed with fire	L2
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XVI	C
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What words are these have fall'n from me	A
Can calm despair and wild unrest	B2
Be tenants of a single breast	B2
Or sorrow such a changeling be	A
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Or doth she only seem to take	Q2
The touch of change in calm or storm	D3
But knows no more of transient form	D3
In her deep self than some dead lake	Q2
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That holds the shadow of a lark	K2
Hung in the shadow of a heaven	I2
Or has the shock so harshly given	I2
Confused me like the unhappy bark	K2
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That strikes by night a craggy shelf	C
And staggers blindly ere she sink	E3
And stunn'd me from my power to think	E3
And all my knowledge of myself	C
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And made me that delirious man	S
Whose fancy fuses old and new	B2
And flashes into false and true	B2
And mingles all without a plan	S
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XVII	C
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Thou comest much wept for such a breeze	A
Compell'd thy canvas and my prayer	R
Was as the whisper of an air	R
To breathe thee over lonely seas	A
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For I in spirit saw thee move	C
Thro' circles of the bounding sky	C
Week after week the days go by	C
Come quick thou bringest all I love	C
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Henceforth wherever thou may'st roam	R2
My blessing like a line of light	B2
Is on the waters day and night	B2
And like a beacon guards thee home	R2
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So may whatever tempest mars	A
Mid ocean spare thee sacred bark	K2
And balmy drops in summer dark	K2
Slide from the bosom of the stars	A
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So kind an office hath been done	I2
Such precious relics brought by thee	A
The dust of him I shall not see	A
Till all my widow'd race be run	I2
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XVIII	C
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'Tis well 'tis something we may stand	B2
Where he in English earth is laid	B2
And from his ashes may be made	B2
The violet of his native land	B2
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'Tis little but it looks in truth	V
As if the quiet bones were blest	B2
Among familiar names to rest	B2
And in the places of his youth	V
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Come then pure hands and bear the head	B2
That sleeps or wears the mask of sleep	S2
And come whatever loves to weep	S2
And hear the ritual of the dead	B2
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Ah yet ev'n yet if this might be	A
I falling on his faithful heart	B2
Would breathing thro' his lips impart	B2
The life that almost dies in me	A
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That dies not but endures with pain	P2
And slowly forms the the firmer mind	B2
Treasuring the look it cannot find	B2
The words that are not heard again	C2
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XIX	A
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The Danube to the Severn gave	C
The darken'd heart that beat no more	N
They laid him by the pleasant shore	N
And in the hearing of the wave	C
	-
There twice a day the Severn fills	A
That salt sea water passes by	C
And hushes half the babbling Wye	C
And makes a silence in the hills	A
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The Wye is hush'd nor moved along	F3
And hush'd my deepest grief of all	U2
When fill'd with tears that cannot fall	U2
I brim with sorrow drowning song	F3
	-
The tide flows down the wave again	C2
Is vocal in its wooded walls	A
My deeper anguish also falls	A
And I can speak a little then	C2
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XX	A
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The lesser griefs that may be said	B2
That breathe a thousand tender vows	A
Are but as servants in a house	A
Where lies the master newly dead	B2
	-
Who speak their feeling as it is	A
And weep the fulness from the mind	B2
'It will be hard ' they say 'to find	B2
Another service such as this '	-
	-
My lighter moods are like to these	A
That out of words a comfort win	N2
But there are other griefs within	N2
And tears that at their fountain freeze	A
	-
For by the hearth the children sit	B2
Cold in that atmosphere of Death	H2
And scarce endure to draw the breath	H2
Or like to noiseless phantoms flit	B2
	-
But open converse is there none	I2
So much the vital spirits sink	E3
To see the vacant chair and think	E3
'How good how kind and he is gone '	-
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XXI	A
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I sing to him that rests below	M
And since the grasses round me wave	C
I take the grasses of the grave	C
And make them pipes whereon to blow	M
	-
The traveller hears me now and then	C2
And sometimes harshly will he speak	G3
'This fellow would make weakness weak	G3
And melt the waxen hearts of men '	-
	-
Another answers 'Let him be	A
He loves to make parade of pain	P2
That with his piping he may gain	P2
The praise that comes to constancy '	-
	-
A third is wroth 'Is this an hour	L2
For private sorrow's barren song	F3
When more and more the people throng	F3
The chairs and thrones of civil power	L2
	-
'A time to sicken and to swoon	H3
When Science reaches forth her arms	A
To feel from world to world and charms	A
Her secret from the latest moon '	-
	-
Behold ye speak an idle thing	Z2
Ye never knew the sacred dust	B2
I do but sing because I must	B2
And pipe but as the linnets sing	Z2
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And one is glad her note is gay	B2
For now her little ones have ranged	B2
And one is sad her note is changed	B2
Because her brood is stol'n away	B2
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XXII	A
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The path by which we twain did go	M
Which led by tracts that pleased us well	O
Thro' four sweet years arose and fell	O
From flower to flower from snow to snow	M
	-
And we with singing cheer'd the way	B2
And crown'd with all the season lent	B2
From April on to April went	B2
And glad at heart from May to May	B2
	-
But where the path we walk'd began	S
To slant the fifth autumnal slope	I3
As we descended following Hope	I3
There sat the Shadow fear'd of man	S
	-
Who broke our fair companionship	G2
And spread his mantle dark and cold	B2
And wrapt thee formless in the fold	B2
And dull'd the murmur on thy lip	G2
	-
And bore thee where I could not see	A
Nor follow tho' I walk in haste	B2
And think that somewhere in the waste	B2
The Shadow sits and waits for me	A
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XXIII	A
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Now sometimes in my sorrow shut	B2
Or breaking into song by fits	A
Alone alone to where he sits	A
The Shadow cloak'd from head to foot	B2
	-
Who keeps the keys of all the creeds	A
I wander often falling lame	C3
And looking back to whence I came	C3
Or on to where the pathway leads	A
	-
And crying How changed from where it ran	S
Thro' lands where not a leaf was dumb	T2
But all the lavish hills would hum	T2
The murmur of a happy Pan	S
	-
When each by turns was guide to each	J3
And Fancy light from Fancy caught	B2
And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought	B2
Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech	J3
	-
And all we met was fair and good	B2
And all was good that Time could bring	Z2
And all the secret of the Spring	Z2
Moved in the chambers of the blood	B2
	-
And many an old philosophy	A
On Argive heights divinely sang	K3
And round us all the thicket rang	K3
To many a flute of Arcady	B2
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XXIV	A
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And was the day of my delight	B2
As pure and perfect as I say	A
The very source and fount of Day	A
Is dash'd with wandering isles of night	B2
	-
If all was good and fair we met	B2
This earth had been the Paradise	A
It never look'd to human eyes	A
Since our first Sun arose and set	B2
	-
And is it that the haze of grief	A
Makes former gladness loom so great	B2
The lowness of the present state	B2
That sets the past in this relief	A
	-
Or that the past will always win	N2
A glory from its being far	L3
And orb into the perfect star	L3
We saw not when we moved therein	N2
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XXV	A
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I know that this was Life the track	M3
Whereon with equal feet we fared	B2
And then as now the day prepared	B2
The daily burden for the back	M3
	-
But this it was that made me move	A
As light as carrier birds in air	R
I loved the weight I had to bear	R
Because it needed help of Love	A
	-
Nor could I weary heart or limb	N3
When mighty Love would cleave in twain	P2
The lading of a single pain	P2
And part it giving half to him	N3
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XXVI	A
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Still onward winds the dreary way	A
I with it for I long to prove	A
No lapse of moons can canker Love	A
Whatever fickle tongues may say	A
	-
And if that eye which watches guilt	B2
And goodness and hath power to see	A
Within the green the moulder'd tree	A
And towers fall'n as soon as built	B2
	-
Oh if indeed that eye foresee	A
Or see in Him is no before	N
In more of life true life no more	N
And Love the indifference to be	A
	-
Then might I find ere yet the morn	Y
Breaks hither over Indian seas	A
That Shadow waiting with the keys	A
To shroud me from my proper scorn	Y
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XXVII	A
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I envy not in any moods	A
The captive void of noble rage	O3
The linnet born within the cage	O3
That never knew the summer woods	A
	-
I envy not the beast that takes	A
His license in the field of time	P3
Unfetter'd by the sense of crime	P3
To whom a conscience never wakes	A
	-
Nor what may count itself as blest	B2
The heart that never plighted troth	Q3
But stagnates in the weeds of sloth	Q3
Nor any want begotten rest	B2
	-
I hold it true whate'er befall	U2
I feel it when I sorrow most	B2
'Tis better to have loved and lost	B2
Than never to have loved at all	U2
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XXVIII	A
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The time draws near the birth of Christ	B2
The moon is hid the night is still	R3
The Christmas bells from hill to hill	R3
Answer each other in the mist	B2
	-
Four voices of four hamlets round	B2
From far and near on mead and moor	S3
Swell out and fail as if a door	N
Were shut between me and the sound	B2
	-
Each voice four changes on the wind	B2
That now dilate and now decrease	A
Peace and goodwill goodwill and peace	A
Peace and goodwill to all mankind	B2
	-
This year I slept and woke with pain	P2
I almost wish'd no more to wake	Q2
And that my hold on life would break	Q2
Before I heard those bells again	C2
	-
But they my troubled spirit rule	T3
For they controll'd me when a boy	U3
They bring me sorrow touch'd with joy	U3
The merry merry bells of Yule	T3
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XXIX	A
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	-
With such compelling cause to grieve	A
As daily vexes household peace	A
And chains regret to his decease	A
How dare we keep our Christmas eve	A
	-
Which brings no more a welcome guest	B2
To enrich the threshold of the night	B2
With shower'd largess of delight	B2
In dance and song and game and jest	B2
	-
Yet go and while the holly boughs	A
Entwine the cold baptismal font	B2
Make one wreath more for Use and Wont	B2
That guard the portals of the house	A
	-
Old sisters of a day gone by	C
Gray nurses loving nothing new	B2
Why should they miss their yearly due	B2
Before their time They too will die	C
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XXX	A
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With trembling fingers did we weave	A
The holly round the Christmas hearth	V3
A rainy cloud possess'd the earth	W3
And sadly fell our Christmas eve	A
	-
At our old pastimes in the hall	U2
We gambol'd making vain pretence	A
Of gladness with an awful sense	A
Of one mute Shadow watching all	U2
	-
We paused the winds were in the beech	J3
We heard them sweep the winter land	B2
And in a circle hand in hand	B2
Sat silent looking each at each	J3
	-
Then echo like our voices rang	K3
We sung tho' every eye was dim	N3
A merry song we sang with him	N3
Last year impetuously we sang	K3
	-
We ceased a gentler feeling crept	B2
Upon us surely rest is meet	B2
'They rest ' we said 'their sleep is sweet '	-
And silence follow'd and we wept	B2
	-
Our voices took a higher range	B3
Once more we sang 'They do not die	C
Nor lose their mortal sympathy	A
Nor change to us although they change	B3
	-
'Rapt from the fickle and the frail	F2
With gather'd power yet the same	C3
Pierces the keen seraphic flame	C3
From orb to orb from veil to veil '	-
	-
Rise happy morn rise holy morn	Y
Draw forth the cheerful day from night	B2
O Father touch the east and light	B2
The light that shone when Hope was born	Y
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XXXI	A
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When Lazarus left his charnel cave	A
And home to Mary's house return'd	B2
Was this demanded if he yearn'd	B2
To hear her weeping by his grave	A
	-
'Where wert thou brother those four days '	-
There lives no record of reply	C
Which telling what it is to die	C
Had surely added praise to praise	A
	-
From every house the neighbours met	B2
The streets were fill'd with joyful sound	B2
A solemn gladness even crown'd	B2
The purple brows of Olivet	B2
	-
Behold a man raised up by Christ	B2
The rest remaineth unreveal'd	B2
He told it not or something seal'd	B2
The lips of that Evangelist	B2
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XXXII	A
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayer	R
Nor other thought her mind admits	A
But he was dead and there he sits	A
And he that brought him back is there	R
	-
Then one deep love doth supersede	B2
All other when her ardent gaze	A
Roves from the living brother's face	A
And rests upon the Life indeed	B2
	-
All subtle thought all curious fears	A
Borne down by gladness so complete	B2
She bows she bathes the Saviour's feet	B2
With costly spikenard and with tears	A
	-
Thrice blest whose lives are faithful prayers	A
Whose loves in higher love endure	S3
What souls possess themselves so pure	S3
Or is there blessedness like theirs	A
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XXXIII	A
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O thou that after toil and storm	D3
Mayst seem to have reach'd a purer air	R
Whose faith has centre everywhere	R
Nor cares to fix itself to form	D3
	-
Leave thou thy sister when she prays	A
Her early Heaven her happy views	A
Nor thou with shadow'd hint confuse	A
A life that leads melodious days	A
	-
Her faith thro' form is pure as thine	I
Her hands are quicker unto good	B2
Oh sacred be the flesh and blood	B2
To which she links a truth divine	I
	-
See thou that countest reason ripe	X3
In holding by the law within	N2
Thou fail not in a world of sin	N2
And ev'n for want of such a type	X3
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XXXIV	A
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My own dim life should teach me this	A
That life shall live for evermore	N
Else earth is darkness at the core	N
And dust and ashes all that is	A
	-
This round of green this orb of flame	C3
Fantastic beauty such as lurks	A
In some wild Poet when he works	A
Without a conscience or an aim	C3
	-
What then were God to such as I	C
'Twere hardly worth my while to choose	A
Of things all mortal or to use	A
A little patience ere I die	C
	-
'Twere best at once to sink to peace	A
Like birds the charming serpent draws	A
To drop head foremost in the jaws	A
Of vacant darkness and to cease	A
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XXXV	A
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Yet if some voice that man could trust	B2
Should murmur from the narrow house	A
'The cheeks drop in the body bows	A
Man dies nor is there hope in dust '	-
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Might I not say 'Yet even here	Y3
But for one hour O Love I strive	A
To keep so sweet a thing alive '	-
But I should turn mine ears and hear	Y3
	-
The moanings of the homeless sea	A
The sound of streams that swift or slow	M
Draw down onian hills and sow	A
The dust of continents to be	A
	-
And Love would answer with a sigh	A
'The sound of that forgetful shore	N
Will change my sweetness more and more	N
Half dead to know that I shall die '	-
	-
O me what profits it to put	B2
And idle case If Death were seen	Z3
At first as Death Love had not been	N2
Or been in narrowest working shut	B2
	-
Mere fellowship of sluggish moods	A
Or in his coarsest Satyr shape	A4
Had bruised the herb and crush'd the grape	A4
And bask'd and batten'd in the woods	A
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XXXVI	A
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Tho' truths in manhood darkly join	B4
Deep seated in our mystic frame	C3
We yield all blessing to the name	C3
Of Him that made them current coin	B4
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For Wisdom dealt with mortal powers	A
Where truth in closest words shall fail	F2
When truth embodied in a tale	F2
Shall enter in at lowly doors	A
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And so the Word had breath and wrought	B2
With human hands the creed of creeds	A
In loveliness of perfect deeds	A
More strong than all poetic thought	B2
	-
Which he may read that binds the sheaf	A
Or builds the house or digs the grave	A
And those wild eyes that watch the wave	A
In roarings round the coral reef	A
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XXXVII	A
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Urania speaks with darken'd brow	A
'Thou pratest here where thou art least	B2
This faith has many a purer priest	B2
And many an abler voice than thou	A
	-
'Go down beside thy native rill	R3
On thy Parnassus set thy feet	B2
And hear thy laurel whisper sweet	B2
About the ledges of the hill '	-
	-
And my Melpomene replies	A
A touch of shame upon her cheek	G3
'I am not worthy ev'n to speak	G3
Of thy prevailing mysteries	A
	-
'For I am but an earthly Muse	A
And owning but a little art	B2
To lull with song an aching heart	B2
And render human love his dues	A
	-
'But brooding on the dear one dead	B2
And all he said of things divine	I
And dear to me as sacred wine	I
To dying lips is all he said	B2
	-
'I murmur'd as I came along	F3
Of comfort clasp'd in truth reveal'd	B2
And loiter'd in the master's field	B2
And darken'd sanctities with song '	-
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XXXVIII	A
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With weary steps I loiter on	C4
Tho' always under alter'd skies	A
The purple from the distance dies	A
My prospect and horizon gone	D4
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No joy the blowing season gives	A
The herald melodies of spring	Z2
But in the songs I love to sing	Z2
A doubtful gleam of solace lives	A
	-
If any care for what is here	Y3
Survive in spirits render'd free	A
Then are these songs I sing of thee	A
Not all ungrateful to thine ear	Y3
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XXXIX	A
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Old warder of these buried bones	A
And answering now my random stroke	E4
With fruitful cloud and living smoke	E4
Dark yew that graspest at the stones	A
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And dippest toward the dreamless head	B2
To thee too comes the golden hour	L2
When flower is feeling after flower	L2
But Sorrow fixt upon the dead	B2
	-
And darkening the dark graves of men	C2
What whisper'd from her lying lips	A
Thy gloom is kindled at the tips	A
And passes into gloom again	C2
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XL	R3
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Could we forget the widow'd hour	L2
And look on Spirits breathed away	A
As on a maiden in the day	A
When first she wears her orange flower	L2
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When crown'd with blessing she doth rise	A
To take her latest leave of home	R2
And hopes and light regrets that come	T2
Make April of her tender eyes	A
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And doubtful joys the father move	A
And tears are on the mother's face	A
As parting with a long embrace	A
She enters other realms of love	A
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Her office there to rear to teach	J3
Becoming as is meet and fit	B2
A link among the days to knit	B2
The generations each with each	J3
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And doubtless unto thee is given	I2
A life that bears immortal fruit	B2
In those great offices that suit	B2
The full grown energies of heaven	I2
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Ay me the difference I discern	V2
How often shall her old fireside	B2
Be cheer'd with tidings of the bride	B2
How often she herself return	V2
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And tell them all they would have told	B2
And bring her babe and make her boast	B2
Till even those that miss'd her most	B2
Shall count new things as dear as old	B2
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But thou and I have shaken hands	A
Till growing winters lay me low	R3
My paths are in the fields I know	R3
And thine in undiscover'd lands	A
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XLI	R3
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The spirit ere our fatal loss	A
Did ever rise from high to higher	L2
As mounts the heavenward altar fire	L2
As flies the lighter thro' the gross	A
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But thou art turn'd to something strange	B3
And I have lost the links that bound	B2
Thy changes here upon the ground	B2
No more partaker of thy change	B3
	-
Deep folly yet that this could be	A
That I could wing my will with might	B2
To leap the grades of life and light	B2
And flash at once my friend to thee	A
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For tho' my nature rarely yields	A
To that vague fear implied in death	H2
Nor shudders at the gulfs beneath	F4
The howlings from forgotten fields	A
	-
Yet oft when sundown skirts the moor	S3
An inner trouble I behold	B2
A spectral doubt which makes me cold	B2
That I shall be thy mate no more	N
	-
Tho' following with an upward mind	B2
The wonders that have come to thee	A
Thro' all the secular to be	A
But evermore a life behind	B2
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XLII	R3
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I vex my heart with fancies dim	N3
He still outstript me in the race	A
It was but unity of place	A
That made me dream I rank'd with him	N3
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And so may Place retain us still	R3
And he the much beloved again	C2
A lord of large experience train	P2
To riper growth the mind and will	R3
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And what delights can equal those	A
That stir the spirit's inner deeps	A
When one that loves but knows not reaps	A
A truth from one that loves and knows	A
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XLIII	R3
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If Sleep and Death be truly one	I2
And every spirit's folded bloom	E2
Thro' all its intervital gloom	E2
In some long trance should slumber on	C4
	-
Unconscious of the sliding hour	L2
Bare of the body might it last	B2
And silent traces of the past	B2
Be all the colour of the flower	L2
	-
So then were nothing lost to man	S
So that still garden of the souls	A
In many a figured leaf enrolls	A
The total world since life began	S
	-
And love will last as pure and whole	R3
As when he loved me here in Time	P3
And at the spiritual prime	P3
Rewaken with the dawning soul	R3
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XLIV	A
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How fares it with the happy dead	B2
For here the man is more and more	N
But he forgets the days before	N
God shut the doorways of his head	B2
	-
The days have vanish'd tone and tint	B2
And yet perhaps the hoarding sense	A
Gives out at times he knows not whence	A
A little flash a mystic hint	B2
	-
And in the long harmonious years	A
If Death so taste Lethean springs	A
May some dim touch of earthly things	A
Surprise thee ranging with thy peers	A
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If such a dreamy touch should fall	R3
O turn thee round resolve the doubt	B2
My guardian angel will speak out	B2
In that high place and tell thee all	R3
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XLV	A
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The baby new to earth and sky	A
What time his tender palm is prest	B2
Against the circle of the breast	B2
Has never thought that 'this is I '	-
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But as he grows he gathers much	G4
And learns the use of 'I ' and 'me '	-
And finds 'I am not what I see	A
And other than the things I touch '	-
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So rounds he to a separate mind	B2
From whence clear memory may begin	N2
As thro' the frame that binds him in	N2
His isolation grows defined	B2
	-
This use may lie in blood and breath	H2
Which else were fruitless of their due	B2
Had man to learn himself anew	B2
Beyond the second birth of Death	H2
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XLVI	A
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We ranging down this lower track	M3
The path we came by thorn and flower	L2
Is shadow'd by the growing hour	L2
Lest life should fail in looking back	M3
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So be it there no shade can last	B2
In that deep dawn behind the tomb	E2
But clear from marge to marge shall bloom	E2
The eternal landscape of the past	B2
	-
A lifelong tract of time reveal'd	B2
The fruitful hours of still increase	A
Days order'd in a wealthy peace	A
And those five years its richest field	B2
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O Love thy province were not large	W2
A bounded field nor stretching far	L3
Look also Love a brooding star	L3
A rosy warmth from marge to marge	W2
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XLVII	A
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That each who seems a separate whole	R3
Should move his rounds and fusing all	R3
The skirts of self again should fall	R3
Remerging in the general Soul	R3
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Is faith as vague as all unsweet	B2
Eternal form shall still divide	B2
The eternal soul from all beside	B2
And I shall know him when we meet	B2
	-
And we shall sit at endless feast	B2
Enjoying each the other's good	B2
What vaster dream can hit the mood	B2
Of Love on earth He seeks at least	B2
	-
Upon the last and sharpest height	B2
Before the spirits fade away	A
Some landing place to clasp and say	A
'Farewell We lose ourselves in light '	-
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XLVIII	A
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If these brief lays of Sorrow born	Y
Were taken to be such as closed	B2
Grave doubts and answers here proposed	B2
Then these were such as men might scorn	Y
	-
Her care is not to part and prove	A
She takes when harsher moods remit	B2
What slender shade of doubt may flit	B2
And makes it vassal unto love	A
	-
And hence indeed she sports with words	A
But better serves a wholesome law	R3
And holds it sin and shame to draw	R3
The deepest measure from the chords	A
	-
Nor dare she trust a larger lay	A
But rather loosens from the lip	G2
Short swallow flights of song that dip	G2
Their wings in tears and skim away	A
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XLIX	A
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From art from nature from the schools	A
Let random influences glance	A
Like light in many a shiver'd lance	A
That breaks about the dappled pools	A
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The lightest wave of thought shall lisp	H4
The fancy's tenderest eddy wreathe	H2
The slightest air of song shall breathe	H2
To make the sullen surface crisp	H4
	-
And look thy look and go thy way	A
But blame not thou the winds that make	Q2
The seeming wanton ripple break	Q2
The tender pencil'd shadow play	A
	-
Beneath all fancied hopes and fears	A
Ay me the sorrow deepens down	I4
Whose muffled motions blindly drown	I4
The bases of my life in tears	A
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L	R3
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Be near me when my light is low	R3
When the blood creeps and the nerves prick	J4
And tingle and the heart is sick	J4
And all the wheels of Being slow	R3
	-
Be near me when the sensuous frame	C3
Is rack'd with pangs that conquer trust	B2
And Time a maniac scattering dust	B2
And Life a Fury slinging flame	C3
	-
Be near me when my faith is dry	A
And men the flies of latter spring	Z2
That lay their eggs and sting and sing	Z2
And weave their petty cells and die	A
	-
Be near me when I fade away	A
To point the term of human strife	A
And on the low dark verge of life	A
The twilight of eternal day	A
	-
	-
	-
LI	A
	-
	-
Do we indeed desire the dead	B2
Should still be near us at our side	B2
Is there no baseness we would hide	B2
No inner vileness that we dread	B2
	-
Shall he for whose applause I strove	A
I had such reverence for his blame	C3
See with clear eye some hidden shame	C3
And I be lessen'd in his love	A
	-
I wrong the grave with fears untrue	B2
Shall love be blamed for want of faith	H2
There must be wisdom with great Death	H2
The dead shall look me thro' and thro'	B2
	-
Be near us when we climb or fall	R3
Ye watch like God the rolling hours	A
With larger other eyes than ours	A
To make allowance for us all	R3
	-
	-
	-
LII	R3
	-
	-
I cannot love thee as I ought	B2
For love reflects the thing beloved	B2
My words are only words and moved	B2
Upon the topmost froth of thought	B2
	-
'Yet blame not thou thy plaintive song '	-
The Spirit of true love replied	B2
'Thou canst not move me from thy side	B2
Nor human frailty do me wrong	F3
	-
'What keeps a spirit wholly true	B2
To that ideal which he bears	A
What record not the sinless years	A
That breathed beneath the Syrian blue	B2
	-
'So fret not like an idle girl	R3
That life is dash'd with flecks of sin	N2
Abide thy wealth is gather'd in	N2
When Time hath sunder'd shell from pearl '	-
	-
	-
	-
LIII	R3
	-
	-
How many a father have I seen	Z3
A sober man among his boys	A
Whose youth was full of foolish noise	A
Who wears his manhood hale and green	Z3
	-
And dare we to this fancy give	A
That had the wild oat not been sown	J2
The soil left barren scarce had grown	J2
The grain by which a man may live	A
	-
Or if we held the doctrine sound	B2
For life outliving heats of youth	H2
Yet who would preach it as a truth	H2
To those that eddy round and round	B2
	-
Hold thou the good define it well	R3
For fear divine Philosophy	A
Should push beyond her mark and be	A
Procuress to the Lords of Hell	R3
	-
	-
	-
LIV	A
	-
	-
Oh yet we trust that somehow good	B2
Will be the final goal of ill	R3
To pangs of nature sins of will	R3
Defects of doubt and taints of blood	B2
	-
That nothing walks with aimless feet	B2
That not one life shall be destroy'd	B2
Or cast as rubbish to the void	B2
When God hath made the pile complete	B2
	-
That not a worm is cloven in vain	P2
That not a moth with vain desire	B2
Is shrivell'd in a fruitless fire	B2
Or but subserves another's gain	P2
	-
Behold we know not anything	Z2
I can but trust that good shall fall	R3
At last far off at last to all	R3
And every winter change to spring	Z2
	-
So runs my dream but what am I	A
An infant crying in the night	B2
An infant crying for the light	B2
And with no language but a cry	A
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	-
LV	A
	-
	-
The wish that of the living whole	R3
No life may fail beyond the grave	A
Derives it not from what we have	A
The likest God within the soul	R3
	-
Are God and Nature then at strife	A
That Nature lends such evil dreams	A
So careful of the type she seems	A
So careless of the single life	A
	-
That I considering everywhere	B2
Her secret meaning in her deeds	A
And finding that of fifty seeds	A
She often brings but one to bear	B2
	-
I falter where I firmly trod	B2
And falling with my weight of cares	A
Upon the great world's altar stairs	A
That slope thro' darkness up to God	B2
	-
I stretch lame hands of faith and grope	I3
And gather dust and chaff and call	R3
To what I feel is Lord of all	R3
And faintly trust the larger hope	I3
	-
	-
	-
LVI	A
	-
	-
'So careful of the type ' but no	R3
From scarped cliff and quarried stone	J2
She cries 'A thousand types are gone	D4
I care for nothing all shall go	R3
	-
'Thou makest thine appeal to me	A
I bring to life I bring to death	H2
The spirit does but mean the breath	H2
I know no more ' And he shall he	A
	-
Man her last work who seem'd so fair	B2
Such splendid purpose in his eyes	A
Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies	A
Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer	B2
	-
Who trusted God was love indeed	B2
And love Creation's final law	R3
Tho' Nature red in tooth and claw	R3
With ravine shriek'd against his creed	B2
	-
Who loved who suffer'd countless ills	A
Who battled for the True the Just	B2
Be blown about the desert dust	B2
Or seal'd within the iron hills	A
	-
No more A monster then a dream	Y2
A discord Dragons of the prime	P3
That tare each other in their slime	P3
Were mellow music match'd with him	N3
	-
O life as futile then as frail	R3
O for thy voice to soothe and bless	A
What hope of answer or redress	A
Behind the veil behind the veil	R3
	-
	-
	-
LVII	A
	-
	-
Peace come away the song of woe	R3
Is after all an earthly song	F3
Peace come away we do him wrong	F3
To sing so wildly let us go	R3
	-
Come let us go your cheeks are pale	R3
But half my life I leave behind	B2
Methinks my friend is richly shrined	B2
But I shall pass my work will fail	R3
	-
Yet in these ears till hearing dies	A
One set slow bell will seem to toll	R3
The passing of the sweetest soul	R3
That ever look'd with human eyes	A
	-
I hear it now and o'er and o'er	B2
Eternal greetings to the dead	B2
And 'Ave Ave Ave ' said	B2
'Adieu adieu' for evermore	B2
	-
	-
	-
LVIII	A
	-
	-
In those sad words I took farewell	R3
Like echoes in sepulchral halls	A
As drop by drop the water falls	A
In vaults and catacombs they fell	R3
	-
And falling idly broke the peace	A
Of hearts that beat from day to day	B2
Half conscious of their dying clay	B2
And those cold crypts where they shall cease	A
	-
The high Muse answer'd 'Wherefore grieve	A
Thy brethren with a fruitless tear	B2
Abide a little longer here	B2
And thou shalt take a nobler leave '	-
	-
	-
	-
LIX	A
	-
	-
O Sorrow wilt thou live with me	A
No casual mistress but a wife	A
My bosom friend and half of life	A
As I confess it needs must be	A
	-
O Sorrow wilt thou rule my blood	B2
Be sometimes lovely like a bride	B2
And put thy harsher moods aside	B2
If thou wilt have me wise and good	B2
	-
My centred passion cannot move	A
Nor will it lessen from to day	B2
But I'll have leave at times to play	B2
As with the creature of my love	A
	-
And set thee forth for thou art mine	I
With so much hope for years to come	T2
That howsoe'er I know thee some	T2
Could hardly tell what name were thine	I
	-
	-
	-
LX	A
	-
	-
He past a soul of nobler tone	J2
My spirit loved and loves him yet	B2
Like some poor girl whose heart is set	B2
On one whose rank exceeds her own	J2
	-
He mixing with his proper sphere	B2
She finds the baseness of her lot	B2
Half jealous of she knows not what	B2
And envying all that meet him there	B2
	-
The little village looks forlorn	Y
She sighs amid her narrow days	A
Moving about the household ways	A
In that dark house where she was born	Y
	-
The foolish neighbours come and go	R3
And tease her till the day draws by	A
At night she weeps 'How vain am I	A
How should he love a thing so low '	-
	-
	-
	-
LXI	A
	-
	-
If in thy second state sublime	P3
Thy ransom'd reason change replies	A
With all the circle of the wise	A
The perfect flower of human time	P3
	-
And if thou cast thine eyes below	R3
How dimly character'd and slight	B2
How dwarf'd a growth of cold and night	B2
How blanch'd with darkness must I grow	R3
	-
Yet turn thee to the doubtful shore	B2
Where thy first form was made a man	S
I loved thee Spirit and love nor can	S
The soul of Shakespeare love thee more	B2
	-
	-
	-
LXII	A
	-
	-
Tho' if an eye that's downward cast	B2
Could make thee somewhat blench or fail	R3
Then be my love an idle tale	R3
And fading legend of the past	B2
	-
And thou as one that once declined	B2
When he was little more than boy	U3
On some unworthy heart with joy	U3
But lives to wed an equal mind	B2
	-
And breathes a novel world the while	R3
His other passion wholly dies	A
Or in the light of deeper eyes	A
Is matter for a flying smile	R3
	-
	-
	-
LXIII	A
	-
	-
Yet pity for a horse o'er driven	I2
And love in which my hound has part	B2
Can hang no weight upon my heart	B2
In its assumptions up to heaven	I2
	-
And I am so much more than these	A
As thou perchance art more than I	A
And yet I spare them sympathy	A
And I would set their pains at ease	A
	-
So mayst thou watch me where I weep	S2
As unto vaster motions bound	B2
The circuits of thine orbit round	B2
A higher height a deeper deep	S2
	-
	-
	-
LXIV	A
	-
	-
Dost thou look back on what hath been	N2
As some divinely gifted man	S
Whose life in low estate began	S
And on a simple village green	Z3
	-
Who breaks his birth's invidious bar	B2
And grasps the skirts of happy chance	A
And breasts the blows of circumstance	A
And grapples with his evil star	B2
	-
Who makes by force his merit known	J2
And lives to clutch the golden keys	A
To mould a mighty state's decrees	A
And shape the whisper of the throne	J2
	-
And moving up from high to higher	B2
Becomes on Fortune's crowning slope	I3
The pillar of a people's hope	I3
The centre of a world's desire	B2
	-
Yet feels as in a pensive dream	Y2
When all his active powers are still	R3
A distant dearness in the hill	R3
A secret sweetness in the stream	Y2
	-
The limit of his narrower fate	B2
While yet beside its vocal springs	A
He play'd at counsellors and kings	A
With one that was his earliest mate	B2
	-
Who ploughs with pain his native lea	A
And reaps the labour of his hands	A
Or in the furrow musing stands	A
'Does my old friend remember me '	-
	-
	-
	-
LXV	A
	-
	-
Sweet soul do with me as thou wilt	B2
I lull a fancy trouble tost	B2
With 'Love's too precious to be lost	B2
A little grain shall not be spilt '	-
	-
And in that solace can I sing	Z2
Till out of painful phases wrought	B2
There flutters up a happy thought	B2
Self balanced on a lightsome wing	Z2
	-
Since we deserved the name of friends	A
And thine effect so lives in me	A
A part of mine may live in thee	A
And move thee on to noble ends	A
	-
	-
	-
LXVI	A
	-
	-
You thought my heart too far diseased	B2
You wonder when my fancies play	B2
To find me gay among the gay	B2
Like one with any trifle pleased	B2
	-
The shade by which my life was crost	B2
Which makes a desert in the mind	B2
Has made me kindly with my kind	B2
And like to him whose sight is lost	B2
	-
Whose feet are guided thro' the land	B2
Whose jest among his friends is free	A
Who takes the children on his knee	A
And winds their curls about his hand	B2
	-
He plays with threads he beats his chair	B2
For pastime dreaming of the sky	A
His inner day can never die	A
His night of loss is always there	B2
	-
	-
	-
LXVII	A
	-
	-
When on my bed the moonlight falls	A
I know that in thy place of rest	B2
By that broad water of the west	B2
There comes a glory on the walls	A
	-
Thy marble bright in dark appears	A
As slowly steals a silver flame	C3
Along the letters of thy name	C3
And o'er the number of thy years	A
	-
The mystic glory swims away	B2
From off my bed the moonlight dies	A
And closing eaves of wearied eyes	A
I sleep till dusk is dipt in gray	B2
	-
And then I know the mist is drawn	D4
A lucid veil from coast to coast	B2
And in the dark church like a ghost	B2
Thy tablet glimmers to the dawn	D4
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	-
	-
LXVIII	A
	-
	-
When in the down I sink my head	B2
Sleep Death's twin brother times my breath	H2
Sleep Death's twin brother knows not Death	H2
Nor can I dream of thee as dead	B2
	-
I walk as ere I walk'd forlorn	Y
When all our path was fresh with dew	B2
And all the bugle breezes blew	B2
Reveill e to the breaking morn	Y
	-
But what is this I turn about	B2
I find a trouble in thine eye	A
Which makes me sad I know not why	A
Nor can my dream resolve the doubt	B2
	-
But ere the lark hath left the lea	A
I wake and I discern the truth	H2
It is the trouble of my youth	H2
That foolish sleep transfers to thee	A
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	-
	-
LXIX	A
	-
	-
I dream'd there would be Spring no more	B2
That Nature's ancient power was lost	B2
The streets were black with smoke and frost	B2
They chatter'd trifles at the door	B2
	-
I wander'd from the noisy town	I4
I found a wood with thorny boughs	A
I took the thorns to bind my brows	A
I wore them like a civic crown	I4
	-
I met with scoffs I met with scorns	A
From youth and babe and hoary hairs	A
They call'd me in the public squares	A
The fool that wears a crown of thorns	A
	-
They call'd me fool they call'd me child	B2
I found an angel of the night	B2
The voice was low the look was bright	B2
He look'd upon my crown and smiled	B2
	-
He reach'd the glory of a hand	B2
That seem'd to touch it into leaf	A
The voice was not the voice of grief	A
The words were hard to understand	B2
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	-
	-
LXX	A
	-
	-
I cannot see the features right	B2
When on the gloom I strive to paint	B2
The face I know the hues are faint	B2
And mix with hollow masks of night	B2
	-
Cloud towers by ghostly masons wrought	B2
A gulf that ever shuts and gapes	A
A hand that points and palled shapes	A
In shadowy thoroughfares of thought	B2
	-
And crowds that stream from yawning doors	A
And shoals of pucker'd faces drive	A
Dark bulks that tumble half alive	A
And lazy lengths on boundless shores	A
	-
Till all at once beyond the will	R3
I hear a wizard music roll	R3
And thro' a lattice on the soul	R3
Looks thy fair face and makes it still	R3
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	-
	-
LXXI	A
	-
	-
Sleep kinsman thou to death and trance	A
And madness thou hast forged at last	B2
A night long Present of the Past	B2
In which we went thro' summer France	A
	-
Hadst thou such credit with the soul	R3
Then bring an opiate trebly strong	F3
Drug down the blindfold sense of wrong	F3
That so my pleasure may be whole	R3
	-
While now we talk as once we talk'd	B2
Of men and minds the dust of change	B3
The days that grow to something strange	B3
In walking as of old we walk'd	B2
	-
Beside the river's wooded reach	J3
The fortress and the mountain ridge	K4
The cataract flashing from the bridge	K4
The breaker breaking on the beach	J3
	-
	-
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LXXII	A
	-
	-
Risest thou thus dim dawn again	C2
And howlest issuing out of night	B2
With blasts that blow the poplar white	B2
And lash with storm the streaming pane	P2
	-
Day when my crown'd estate begun	I2
To pine in that reverse of doom	E2
Which sicken'd every living bloom	E2
And blurr'd the splendour of the sun	I2
	-
Who usherest in the dolorous hour	B2
With thy quick tears that make the rose	A
Pull sideways and the daisy close	A
Her crimson fringes to the shower	B2
	-
Who might'st have heaved a windless flame	C3
Up the deep East or whispering play'd	B2
A chequer work of beam and shade	B2
Along the hills yet look'd the same	C3
	-
As wan as chill as wild as now	A
Day mark'd as with some hideous crime	P3
When the dark hand struck down thro' time	P3
And cancell'd nature's best but thou	A
	-
Lift as thou may'st thy burthen'd brows	A
Thro' clouds that drench the morning star	B2
And whirl the ungarner'd sheaf afar	B2
And sow the sky with flying boughs	A
	-
And up thy vault with roaring sound	B2
Climb thy thick noon disastrous day	B2
Touch thy dull goal of joyless gray	B2
And hide thy shame beneath the ground	B2
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LXXIII	A
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	-
So many worlds so much to do	B2
So little done such things to be	A
How know I what had need of thee	A
For thou wert strong as thou wert true	B2
	-
The fame is quench'd that I foresaw	A
The head hath miss'd an earthly wreath	H2
I curse not nature no nor death	H2
For nothing is that errs from law	A
	-
We pass the path that each man trod	B2
Is dim or will be dim with weeds	A
What fame is left for human deeds	A
In endless age It rests with God	B2
	-
O hollow wraith of dying fame	C3
Fade wholly while the soul exults	A
And self infolds the large results	A
Of force that would have forged a name	C3
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	-
LXXIV	A
	-
	-
As sometimes in a dead man's face	A
To those that watch it more and more	B2
A likeness hardly seen before	B2
Comes out to some one of his race	A
	-
So dearest now thy brows are cold	B2
I see thee what thou art and know	R3
Thy likeness to the wise below	R3
Thy kindred with the great of old	B2
	-
But there is more than I can see	A
And what I see I leave unsaid	B2
Nor speak it knowing Death has made	B2
His darkness beautiful with thee	A
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	-
LXXV	A
	-
	-
I leave thy praises unexpress'd	B2
In verse that brings myself relief	A
And by the measure of my grief	A
I leave thy greatness to be guess'd	B2
	-
What practice howsoe'er expert	B2
In fitting aptest words to things	A
Or voice the richest toned that sings	A
Hath power to give thee as thou wert	B2
	-
I care not in these fading days	A
To raise a cry that lasts not long	F3
And round thee with the breeze of song	F3
To stir a little dust of praise	A
	-
Thy leaf has perish'd in the green	Z3
And while we breathe beneath the sun	I2
The world which credits what is done	I2
Is cold to all that might have been	N2
	-
So here shall silence guard thy fame	C3
But somewhere out of human view	A
Whate'er thy hands are set to do	A
Is wrought with tumult of acclaim	C3
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LXXVI	A
	-
	-
Take wings of fancy and ascend	B2
And in a moment set thy face	A
Where all the starry heavens of space	A
Are sharpen'd to a needle's end	B2
	-
Take wings of foresight lighten thro'	B2
The secular abyss to come	T2
And lo thy deepest lays are dumb	T2
Before the mouldering of a yew	A
	-
And if the matin songs that woke	E4
The darkness of our planet last	B2
Thine own shall wither in the vast	B2
Ere half the lifetime of an oak	E4
	-
Ere these have clothed their branchy bowers	A
With fifty Mays thy songs are vain	P2
And what are they when these remain	P2
The ruin'd shells of hollow towers	A
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LXXVII	A
	-
	-
What hope is here for modern rhyme	P3
To him who turns a musing eye	A
On songs and deeds and lives that lie	A
Foreshorten'd in the tract of time	P3
	-
These mortal lullabies of pain	P2
May bind a book may line a box	A
May serve to curl a maiden's locks	A
Or when a thousand moons shall wane	P2
	-
A man upon a stall may find	B2
And passing turn the page that tells	A
A grief then changed to something else	A
Sung by a long forgotten mind	B2
	-
But what of that My darken'd ways	A
Shall ring with music all the same	C3
To breathe my loss is more than fame	C3
To utter love more sweet than praise	A
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LXXVIII	A
	-
	-
Again at Christmas did we weave	A
The holly round the Christmas hearth	H2
The silent snow possess'd the earth	H2
And calmly fell our Christmas eve	A
	-
The yule clog sparkled keen with frost	B2
No wing of wind the region swept	B2
But over all things brooding slept	B2
The quiet sense of something lost	B2
	-
As in the winters left behind	B2
Again our ancient games had place	A
The mimic picture's breathing grace	A
And dance and song and hoodman blind	B2
	-
Who show'd a token of distress	A
No single tear no mark of pain	P2
O sorrow then can sorrow wane	P2
O grief can grief be changed to less	A
	-
O last regret regret can die	A
No mixt with all this mystic frame	C3
Her deep relations are the same	C3
But with long use her tears are dry	A
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LXXIX	A
	-
	-
'More than my brothers are to me '	-
Let this not vex thee noble heart	B2
I know thee of what force thou art	B2
To hold the costliest love in fee	A
	-
But thou and I are one in kind	B2
As moulded like in Nature's mint	B2
And hill and wood and field did print	B2
The same sweet forms in either mind	B2
	-
For us the same cold streamlet curl'd	B2
Thro' all his eddying coves the same	C3
All winds that roam the twilight came	C3
In whispers of the beauteous world	B2
	-
At one dear knee we proffer'd vows	A
One lesson from one book we learn'd	B2
Ere childhood's flaxen ringlet turn'd	B2
To black and brown on kindred brows	A
	-
And so my wealth resembles thine	I
But he was rich where I was poor	B2
And he supplied my want the more	B2
As his unlikeness fitted mine	I
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LXXX	A
	-
	-
If any vague desire should rise	A
That holy Death ere Arthur died	B2
Had moved me kindly from his side	B2
And dropt the dust on tearless eyes	A
	-
Then fancy shapes as fancy can	S
The grief my loss in him had wrought	B2
A grief as deep as life or thought	B2
But stay'd in peace with God and man	S
	-
I make a picture in the brain	P2
I hear the sentence that he speaks	A
He bears the burthen of the weeks	A
But turns his burthen into gain	P2
	-
His credit thus shall set me free	A
And influence rich to soothe and save	A
Unused example from the grave	A
Reach out dead hands to comfort me	A
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	-
	-
LXXXI	A
	-
	-
Could I have said while he was here	B2
'My love shall now no further range	B3
There cannot come a mellower change	B3
For now is love mature in ear '	-
	-
Love then had hope of richer store	B2
What end is here to my complaint	B2
This haunting whisper makes me faint	B2
'More years had made me love thee more '	-
	-
But Death returns an answer sweet	B2
'My sudden frost was sudden gain	P2
And gave all ripeness to the grain	P2
It might have drawn from after heat '	-
	-
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	-
LXXXII	A
	-
	-
I wage not any feud with Death	H2
For changes wrought on form and face	A
No lower life that earth's embrace	A
May breed with him can fright my faith	H2
	-
Eternal process moving on	C4
From state to state the spirit walks	A
And these are but the shatter'd stalks	A
Or ruin'd chrysalis of one	I2
	-
Nor blame I Death because he bare	B2
The use of virtue out of earth	H2
I know transplanted human worth	H2
Will bloom to profit otherwhere	B2
	-
For this alone on Death I wreak	G3
The wrath that garners in my heart	B2
He put our lives so far apart	B2
We cannot hear each other speak	G3
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LXXXIII	A
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Dip down upon the northern shore	B2
O sweet new year delaying long	F3
Thou doest expectant nature wrong	F3
Delaying long delay no more	B2
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What stays thee from the clouded noons	A
Thy sweetness from its proper place	A
Can trouble live with April days	A
Or sadness in the summer moons	A
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Bring orchis bring the foxglove spire	B2
The little speedwell's darling blue	A
Deep tulips dash'd with fiery dew	A
Laburnums dropping wells of fire	B2
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O thou new year delaying long	F3
Delayest the sorrow in my blood	B2
That longs to burst a frozen bud	B2
And flood a fresher throat with song	F3
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LXXXIV	A
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When I contemplate all alone	J2
The life that had been thine below	R3
And fix my thoughts on all the glow	R3
To which thy crescent would have grown	J2
	-
I see thee sitting crown'd with good	B2
A central warmth diffusing bliss	A
In glance and smile and clasp and kiss	A
On all the branches of thy blood	B2
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Thy blood my friend and partly mine	I
For now the day was drawing on	C4
When thou should'st link thy life with one	I2
Of mine own house and boys of thine	I
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Had babbled 'Uncle' on my knee	A
But that remorseless iron hour	B2
Made cypress of her orange flower	B2
Despair of Hope and earth of thee	A
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I seem to meet their least desire	B2
To clap their cheeks to call them mine	I
I see their unborn faces shine	I
Beside the never lighted fire	B2
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I see myself an honour'd guest	B2
Thy partner in the flowery walk	L4
Of letters genial table talk	L4
Or deep dispute and graceful jest	B2
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While now thy prosperous labour fills	A
The lips of men with honest praise	A
And sun by sun the happy days	A
Descend below the golden hills	A
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With promise of a morn as fair	B2
And all the train of bounteous hours	A
Conduct by paths of growing powers	A
To reverence and the silver hair	B2
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Till slowly worn her earthly robe	M4
Her lavish mission richly wrought	B2
Leaving great legacies of thought	B2
Thy spirit should fail from off the globe	M4
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What time mine own might also flee	A
As link'd with thine in love and fate	B2
And hovering o'er the dolorous strait	B2
To the other shore involved in thee	A
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Arrive at last the blessed goal	R3
And He that died in Holy Land	B2
Would reach us out the shining hand	B2
And take us as a single soul	R3
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What reed was that on which I leant	B2
Ah backward fancy wherefore wake	Q2
The old bitterness again and break	Q2
The low beginnings of content	B2
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LXXXV	A
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This truth came borne with bier and pall	R3
I felt it when I sorrow'd most	B2
'Tis better to have loved and lost	B2
Than never to have loved at all	R3
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O true in word and tried in deed	B2
Demanding so to bring relief	A
To this which is our common grief	A
What kind of life is that I lead	B2
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And whether trust in things above	A
Be dimm'd of sorrow or sustain'd	B2
And whether love for him have drain'd	B2
My capabilities of love	A
	-
Your words have virtue such as draws	A
A faithful answer from the breast	B2
Thro' light reproaches half exprest	B2
And loyal unto kindly laws	A
	-
My blood an even tenor kept	B2
Till on mine ear this message falls	A
That in Vienna's fatal walls	A
God's finger touch'd him and he slept	B2
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The great Intelligences fair	B2
That range above our mortal state	B2
In circle round the blessed gate	B2
Received and gave him welcome there	B2
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And led him thro' the blissful climes	A
And show'd him in the fountain fresh	N4
All knowledge that the sons of flesh	N4
Shall gather in the cycled times	A
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But I remained whose hopes were dim	N3
Whose life whose thoughts were little worth	H2
To wander on a darkened earth	H2
Where all things round me breathed of him	N3
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O friendship equal poised control	R3
O heart with kindliest motion warm	D3
O sacred essence other form	D3
O solemn ghost O crowned soul	R3
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Yet none could better know than I	A
How much of act at human hands	A
The sense of human will demands	A
By which we dare to live or die	A
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Whatever way my days decline	I
I felt and feel tho' left alone	J2
His being working in mine own	J2
The footsteps of his life in mine	I
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A life that all the Muses decked	B2
With gifts of grace that might express	A
All comprehensive tenderness	A
All subtilising intellect	B2
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And so my passion hath not swerved	B2
To works of weakness but I find	B2
An image comforting the mind	B2
And in my grief a strength reserved	B2
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Likewise the imaginative woe	R3
That loved to handle spiritual strife	A
Diffused the shock thro' all my life	A
But in the present broke the blow	R3
	-
My pulses therefore beat again	C2
For other friends that once I met	B2
Nor can it suit me to forget	B2
The mighty hopes that make us men	C2
	-
I woo your love I count it crime	P3
To mourn for any overmuch	N4
I the divided half of such	N4
A friendship as had master'd Time	P3
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Which masters Time indeed and is	A
Eternal separate from fears	A
The all assuming months and years	A
Can take no part away from this	A
	-
But Summer on the steaming floods	A
And Spring that swells the narrow brooks	A
And Autumn with a noise of rooks	A
That gather in the waning woods	A
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And every pulse of wind and wave	A
Recalls in change of light or gloom	E2
My old affection of the tomb	E2
And my prime passion in the grave	A
	-
My old affection of the tomb	E2
A part of stillness yearns to speak	G3
'Arise and get thee forth and seek	G3
A friendship for the years to come	T2
	-
'I watch thee from the quiet shore	B2
Thy spirit up to mine can reach	N4
But in dear words of human speech	N4
We two communicate no more '	-
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And I 'Can clouds of nature stain	P2
The starry clearness of the free	A
How is it Canst thou feel for me	A
Some painless sympathy with pain '	-
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And lightly does the whisper fall	R3
''Tis hard for thee to fathom this	A
I triumph in conclusive bliss	A
And that serene result of all '	-
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So hold I commerce with the dead	B2
Or so methinks the dead would say	A
Or so shall grief with symbols play	A
And pining life be fancy fed	B2
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Now looking to some settled end	B2
That these things pass and I shall prove	A
A meeting somewhere love with love	A
I crave your pardon O my friend	B2
	-
If not so fresh with love as true	A
I clasping brother hands aver	B2
I could not if I would transfer	B2
The whole I felt for him to you	A
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For which be they that hold apart	B2
The promise of the golden hours	A
First love first friendship equal powers	A
That marry with the virgin heart	B2
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Still mine that cannot but deplore	B2
That beats within a lonely place	A
That yet remembers his embrace	A
But at his footstep leaps no more	B2
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My heart tho' widow'd may not rest	B2
Quite in the love of what is gone	D4
But seeks to beat in time with one	I2
That warms another living breast	B2
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Ah take the imperfect gift I bring	Z2
Knowing the primrose yet is dear	B2
The primrose of the later year	B2
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As not unlike to that of Spring	Z2
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LXXXVI	A
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Sweet after showers ambrosial air	B2
That rollest from the gorgeous gloom	E2
Of evening over brake and bloom	E2
And meadow slowly breathing bare	B2
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The round of space and rapt below	R3
Thro' all the dewy tassell'd wood	B2
And shadowing down the horned flood	B2
In ripples fan my brows and blow	R3
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The fever from my cheek and sigh	A
The full new life that feeds thy breath	H2
Throughout my frame till Doubt and Death	H2
Ill brethren let the fancy fly	A
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From belt to belt of crimson seas	A
On leagues of odour streaming far	B2
To where in yonder orient star	B2
A hundred spirits whisper 'Peace '	-
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LXXXVII	A
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I past beside the reverend walls	A
In which of old I wore t	A

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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