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John I'm glad I walk'd How fresh the meadows look	A
Above the river and but a month ago	B
The whole hill side was redder than a fox	C
Is yon plantation where this byway joins	D
The turnpike	E
James Yes	F
John And when does this come by	G
James The mail At one o'clock	H
John What is it now	I
James A quarter to	J
John Whose house is that I see	K
No not the County Member's with the vane	L
Up higher with the yew tree by it and half	M
A score of gables	N
James That Sir Edward Head's	O
But he's abroad the place is to be sold	P
John Oh his He was not broken	Q
James No sir he	K
Vex'd with a morbid devil in his blood	R
That veil'd the world with jaundice hid his face	S
From all men and commercing with himself	T
He lost the sense that handles daily life	U
That keeps us all in order more or less	F
And sick of home went overseas for change	V
John And whither	W
James Nay who knows he's here and there	X
But let him go his devil goes with him	Y
As well as with his tenant Jockey Dawes	Z
John What's that	A2
James You saw the man on Monday was it	B2
There by the hump back'd willow half stands up	C2
And bristles half has fall'n and made a bridge	D2
And there he caught the younker tickling trout	E2
Caught in flagrante what's the Latin word	F2
Delicto but his house for so they say	G2
Was haunted with a jolly ghost that shook	A
The curtains whined in lobbies tapt at doors	H2
And rummaged like a rat no servant stay'd	I2
The farmer vext packs up his beds and chairs	J2
And all his household stuff and with his boy	K2
Betwixt his knees his wife upon the tilt	L2
Sets out and meets a friend who hails him 'What	L2
You're flitting ' 'Yes we're flitting ' says the ghost	L2
For they had pack'd the thing among the beds	O
'Oh well ' says he 'you flitting with us too	L2
Jack turn the horses' heads and home again'	Q
John He left his wife behind for so I heard	L2
James He left her yes I met my lady once	M2
A woman like a butt and harsh as crabs	N2
John Oh yet but I remember ten years back	O2
'Tis now at least ten years and then she was	P2
You could not light upon a sweeter thing	Q2
A body slight and round and like a pear	X
In growing modest eyes a hand a foot	L2
Lessening in perfect cadence and a skin	Q
As clean and white as privet when it flowers	R2
James Ay ay the blossom fades and they that loved	L2
At first like dove and dove were cat and dog	S2
She was the daughter of a cottager	X
Out of her sphere What betwixt shame and pride	L2
New things and old himself and her she sour'd	L2
To what she is a nature never kind	L2
Like men like manners like breeds like they say	G2
Kind nature is the best those manners next	L2
That fit us like a nature second hand	L2
Which are indeed the manners of the great	L2
John But I had heard it was this bill that past	L2
And fear of change at home that drove him hence	T2
James That was the last drop in the cup of gall	U2
I once was near him when his bailiff brought	L2
A Chartist pike You should have seen him wince	V2
As from a venomous thing he thought himself	T
A mark for all and shudder'd lest a cry	X
Should break his sleep by night and his nice eyes	W2
Should see the raw mechanic's bloody thumbs	X2
Sweat on his blazon'd chairs but sir you know	Q
That these two parties still divide the world	L2
Of those that want and those that have and still	Y2
The same old sore breaks out from age to age	Z2
With much the same result Now I myself	T
A Tory to the quick was as a boy	K2
Destructive when I had not what I would	L2
I was at school a college in the South	A3
There lived a flayflint near we stole his fruit	L2
His hens his eggs but there was law for us	B3
We paid in person He had a sow sir She	K
With meditative grunts of much content	L2
Lay great with pig wallowing in sun and mud	L2
By night we dragg'd her to the college tower	X
From her warm bed and up the corkscrew stair	X
With hand and rope we haled the groaning sow	I
And on the leads we kept her till she pigg'd	L2
Large range of prospect had the mother sow	I
And but for daily loss of one she loved	L2
As one by one we took them but for this	C3
As never sow was higher in this world	L2
Might have been happy but what lot is pure	X
We took them all till she was left alone	Q
Upon her tower the Niobe of swine	Q
And so return'd unfarrowed to her sty	L2
John They found you out	L2
James Not they	G2
John Well after all	U2
What know we of the secret of a man	Q
His nerves were wrong What ails us who are sound	L2
That we should mimic this raw fool the world	L2
Which charts us all in its coarse blacks or whites	D3
As ruthless as a baby with a worm	E3
As cruel as a schoolboy ere he grows	F3
To Pity more from ignorance than will	Y2
But put your best foot forward or I fear	X
That we shall miss the mail and here it comes	X2
With five at top as quaint a four in hand	L2
As you shall see three pyebalds and a roan	Q

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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