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IN the fair days when God	A
By man as godlike trod	A
And each alike was Greek alike was free	B
God s lightning spared they said	C
Alone the happier head	C
Whose laurels screened it fruitless grace for thee	B
To whom the high gods gave of right	D
Their thunders and their laurels and their light	D
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Sunbeams and bays before	E
Our master s servants wore	E
For these Apollo left in all men s lands	F
But far from these ere now	G
And watched with jealous brow	G
Lay the blind lightnings shut between God s hands	F
And only loosed on slaves and kings	H
The terror of the tempest of their wings	H
	-
Born in those younger years	I
That shone with storms of spears	I
And shook in the wind blown from a dead world s pyre	J
When by her back blown hair	K
Napoleon caught the fair	K
And fierce Republic with her feet of fire	J
And stayed with iron words and hands	F
Her flight and freedom in a thousand lands	F
	-
Thou sawest the tides of things	H
Close over heads of kings	H
And thine hand felt the thunder and to thee	B
Laurels and lightnings were	J
As sunbeams and soft air	K
Mixed each in other or as mist with sea	B
Mixed or as memory with desire	J
Or the lute s pulses with the louder lyre	L
	-
For thee man s spirit stood	M
Disrobed of flesh and blood	N
And bare the heart of the most secret hours	O
And to thine hand more tame	P
Than birds in winter came	P
High hopes and unknown flying forms of powers	O
And from thy table fed and sang	Q
Till with the tune men s ears took fire and rang	Q
	-
Even all men s eyes and ears	I
With fiery sound and tears	R
Waxed hot and cheeks caught flame and eyelids light	D
At those high songs of thine	S
That stung the sense like wine	S
Or fell more soft than dew or snow by night	D
Or wailed as in some flooded cave	T
Sobs the strong broken spirit of a wave	T
	-
But we our master we	B
Whose hearts uplift to thee	B
Ache with the pulse of thy remembered song	U
We ask not nor await	V
From the clenched hands of fate	V
As thou remission of the world s old wrong	U
Respite we ask not nor release	W
Freedom a man may have he shall not peace	W
	-
Though thy most fiery hope	X
Storm heaven to set wide ope	X
The all sought for gate whence God or Chance debars	W
All feet of men all eyes	W
The old night resumes her skies	W
Her hollow hiding place of clouds and stars	W
Where nought save these is sure in sight	D
And paven with death our days are roofed with night	D
	-
One thing we can to be	B
Awhile as men may free	B
But not by hope or pleasure the most stern	Y
Goddess most awful eyed	Z
Sits but on either side	Z
Sit sorrow and the wrath of hearts that burn	Y
Sad faith that cannot hope or fear	A2
And memory grey with many a flowerless year	A2
	-
Not that in stranger s wise	W
I lift not loving eyes	W
To the fair foster mother France that gave	T
Beyond the pale fleet foam	B2
Help to my sires and home	B2
Whose great sweet breast could shelter those and save	T
Whom from her nursing breasts and hands	W
Their land cast forth of old on gentler lands	W
	-
Not without thoughts that ache	C2
For theirs and for thy sake	C2
I born of exiles hail thy banished head	C
I whose young song took flight	D
Toward the great heat and light	D
On me a child from thy far splendour shed	C
From thine high place of soul and song	U
Which fallen on eyes yet feeble made them strong	U
	-
Ah not with lessening love	D2
For memories born hereof	D2
I look to that sweet mother land and see	B
The old fields and fair full streams	W
And skies but fled like dreams	W
The feet of freedom and the thought of thee	B
And all between the skies and graves	W
The mirth of mockers and the shame of slaves	W
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She killed with noisome air	K
Even she and still so fair	K
Who said Let there be freedom and there was	W
Freedom and as a lance	W
The fiery eyes of France	W
Touched the world s sleep and as a sleep made pass	W
Forth of men s heavier ears and eyes	W
Smitten with fire and thunder from new skies	W
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Are they men s friends indeed	E2
Who watch them weep and bleed	E2
Because thou hast loved us shall the gods love thee	B
Thou first of men and friend	F2
Seest thou even thou the end	F2
Thou knowest what hath been knowest thou what shall be	B
Evils may pass and hopes endure	G2
But fate is dim and all the gods obscure	G2
	-
O nursed in airs apart	H2
O poet highest of heart	H2
Hast thou seen time who hast seen so many things	W
Are not the years more wise	W
More sad than keenest eyes	W
The years with soundless feet and sounding wings	W
Passing we hear them not but past	I2
The clamour of them thrills us and their blast	I2
	-
Thou art chief of us and lord	J2
Thy song is as a sword	J2
Keen edged and scented in the blade from flowers	W
Thou art lord and king but we	B
Lift younger eyes and see	B
Less of high hope less light on wandering hours	W
Hours that have borne men down so long	U
Seen the right fail and watched uplift the wrong	U
	-
But thine imperial soul	K2
As years and ruins roll	K2
To the same end and all things and all dreams	W
With the same wreck and roar	E
Drift on the dim same shore	E
Still in the bitter foam and brackish streams	W
Tracks the fresh water spring to be	B
And sudden sweeter fountains in the sea	B
	-
As once the high God bound	L2
With many a rivet round	L2
Man s saviour and with iron nailed him through	M2
At the wild end of things	W
Where even his own bird s wings	W
Flagged whence the sea shone like a drop of dew	M2
From Caucasus beheld below	N2
Past fathoms of unfathomable snow	N2
	-
So the strong God the chance	W
Central of circumstance	W
Still shows him exile who will not be slave	D2
All thy great fame and thee	B
Girt by the dim strait sea	B
With multitudinous walls of wandering wave	D2
Shows us our greatest from his throne	O2
Fate stricken and rejected of his own	O2
	-
Yea he is strong thou say st	P2
A mystery many faced	Q2
The wild beasts know him and the wild birds flee	B
The blind night sees him death	R2
Shrinks beaten at his breath	R2
And his right hand is heavy on the sea	B
We know he hath made us and is king	S2
We know not if he care for anything	S2
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Thus much no more we know	N2
He bade what is be so	N2
Bade light be and bade night be one by one	T2
Bade hope and fear bade ill	U2
And good redeem and kill	U2
Till all men be aweary of the sun	T2
And his world burn in its own flame	P
And bear no witness longer of his name	P
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Yet though all this be thus	W
Be those men praised of us	W
Who have loved and wrought and sorrowed and not sinned	V2
For fame or fear or gold	W2
Nor waxed for winter cold	W2
Nor changed for changes of the worldly wind	X2
Praised above men of men be these	W
Till this one world and work we know shall cease	W
	-
Yea one thing more than this	W
We know that one thing is	W
The splendour of a spirit without blame	P
That not the labouring years	W
Blind born nor any fears	W
Nor men nor any gods can tire or tame	P
But purer power with fiery breath	R2
Fills and exalts above the gulfs of death	R2
	-
Praised above men be thou	G
Whose laurel laden brow	G
Made for the morning droops not in the night	D
Praised and beloved that none	T2
Of all thy great things done	T2
Flies higher than thy most equal spirit s flight	D
Praised that nor doubt nor hope could bend	F2
Earth s loftiest head found upright to the end	F2