Dipsychus - Part Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Scene I	A
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The interior Arcade of the Doge's Palace	B
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Sp Thunder and rain O dear O dear	C
But see a noble shelter here	D
This grand arcade where our Venetian	E
Has formed of Gothic and of Grecian	E
A combination strange but striking	F
And singularly to my liking	F
Let moderns reap where ancients sowed	G
I at least make it my abode	H
And now let's hear your famous Ode	H
'Through the great sinful' how did it go on	I
For principles of Art and so on	I
I care perhaps about three curses	J
But hold myself a judge of verses	K
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Di 'My brain was lightened when my tongue had said	L
Christ is not risen '	-
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Sp Well now it's anything but clear	C
What is the tone that's taken here	D
What is your logic what 's your theology	M
Is it or is it not neology	M
That's a great fault you're this and that	N
And here and there and nothing flat	N
Yet writing's golden word what is it	O
But the three syllables 'explicit '	-
Say if you cannot help it less	P
But what you do put put express	P
I fear that rule won't meet your feeling	F
You think half showing half concealing	F
Is God's own method of revealing	F
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Di To please my own poor mind to find repose	Q
To physic the sick soul to furnish vent	R
To diseased humours in the moral frame	S
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Sp A sort of seton I suppose	Q
A moral bleeding at the nose	Q
H'm and the tone too after all	T
Something of the ironical	U
Sarcastic say or were it fitter	V
To style it the religious bitter	V
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Di Interpret it I cannot I but wrote it	O
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Sp Perhaps but none that read can doubt it	O
There is a strong Strauss smell about it	O
Heavens at your years your time to fritter	V
Upon a critical hair splitter	V
Take larger views and quit your Germans	W
From the Analogy and sermons	W
I fancied you must doubtless know	X
Butler had proved an age ago	X
That in religious as profane things	Y
'Twas useless trying to explain things	Y
Men's business wits the only sane things	Y
These and compliance are the main things	Y
God Revelation and the rest of it	O
Bad at the best we make the best of it	O
Like a good subject and wise man	Z
Believe whatever things you can	Z
Take your religion as 'twas found you	A2
And say no more of it confound you	A2
And now I think the rain has ended	B2
And the less said the soonest mended	C2
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SCENE II In a Gondola	D2
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Sp Per ora To the Grand Canal	E2
Afterwards e'en as fancy shall	E2
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Di Afloat we move Delicious Ah	F2
What else is like the gondola	D2
This level floor of liquid glass	G2
Begins beneath us swift to pass	G2
It goes as though it went alone	H2
By some impulsion of its own	H2
How light it moves how softly Ah	F2
Were all things like the gondola	D2
How light it moves how softly Ah	F2
Could life as does our gondola	D2
Unvexed with quarrels aims and cares	I2
And moral duties and affairs	I2
Unswaying noiseless swift and strong	J2
For ever thus thus glide along	J2
How light we move how softly Ah	F2
Were life but as the gondola	D2
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With no more motion than should bear	V
A freshness to the languid air	V
With no more effort than exprest	C2
The need and naturalness of rest	C2
Which we beneath a grateful shade	C2
Should take on peaceful pillows laid	C2
How light we move how softly Ah	F2
Were life but as the gondola	D2
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In one unbroken passage borne	K2
To closing night from opening morn	K2
Uplift at whiles slow eyes to mark	L2
Some palace front some passing bark	L2
Through windows catch the varying shore	V
And hear the soft turns of the oar	V
How light we move how softly Ah	F2
Were life but as the gondola	D2
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So live nor need to call to mind	C2
Our slaving brother here behind	C2
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Sp Pooh Nature meant him for no better	V
Than our most humble menial debtor	V
Who thanks us for his day's employment	C2
As we our purse for our enjoyment	C2
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Di To make one's fellow man an instrument	C2
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Sp Is just the thing that makes him most content	C2
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Di Our gaieties our luxuries	M2
Our pleasures and our glee	M
Mere insolence and wantonness	M2
Alas they feel to me	M
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How shall I laugh and sing and dance	M2
My very heart recoils	M2
While here to give my mirth a chance	M2
A hungry brother toils	M2
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The joy that does not spring from joy	M
Which I in others see	M
How can I venture to employ	M
Or find it joy for me	M
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Sp Oh come come come By Him that sent us here	V
Who's to enjoy at all pray let us hear	V
You won't he can't Oh no more fuss	M2
What's it to him or he to us	M2
Sing sing away be glad and gay	N2
And don't forget that we shall pay	N2
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Di Yes it is beautiful ever let foolish men rail at it never	V
Yes it is beautiful truly my brothers I grant it you duly	M
Wise are ye others that choose it and happy ye all that can use it	C2
Life it is beautiful wholly and could we eliminate only	M
'This interfering enslaving o'ermastering demon of craving	F
This wicked tempter inside us to ruin still eager to guide us	M2
Life were beatitude action a possible pure satisfaction	E
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Sp Hexameters by all that's odious	M2
Beshod with rhyme to run melodious	M2
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Di All as I go on my way I behold them consorting and coupling	F
Faithful it seemeth and fond very fond very possibly faithful	U
All as I go on my way with a pleasure sincere and unmingled	C2
Life it is beautiful truly my brothers I grant it you duly	M
But for perfection attaining is one method only abstaining	F
Let us abstain for we should so if only we thought that we could so	M2
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Sp Bravo bravissimo this time though	M2
You rather were run short for rhyme though	M2
Not that on that account your verse	M2
Could be much better or much worse	M2
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This world is very odd we see	M
We do not comprehend it	C2
But in one fact we all agree	M
God won't and we can't mend it	C2
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Being common sense it can't be sin	O2
To take it as I find it	C2
The pleasure to take pleasure in	O2
The pain try not to mind it	C2
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Di O let me love my love unto myself alone	H2
And know my knowledge to the world unknown	H2
No witness to the vision call	T
Beholding unbeheld of all	T
And worship thee with thee withdrawn apart	C2
Whoe'er whate'er thou art	C2
Within the closest veil of mine own inmost heart	C2
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Better it were thou sayest to consent	C2
Feast while we may and live ere life be spent	C2
Close up clear eyes and call the unstable sure	V
The unlovely lovely and the filthy pure	V
In self belyings self deceivings roll	P2
And lose in Action Passion Talk the soul	P2
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Nay better far to mark off thus much air	V
And call it heaven place bliss and glory there	V
Fix perfect homes in the unsubstantial sky	A
And say what is not will be by and by	A
What here exists not must exist elsewhere	V
But play no tricks upon thy soul O man	Z
Let fact be fact and life the thing it can	Z
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Sp To these remarks so sage and clerkly	P2
Worthy of Malebranche or Berkeley	P2
I trust it won't be deemed a sin	O2
If I too answer 'with a grin '	-
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These juicy meats this flashing wine	Q2
Maybe an unreal mere appearance	M2
Only for my inside in fine	Q2
They have a singular coherence	M2
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Oh yes my pensive youth abstain	R2
And any empty sick sensation	E
Remember anything like pain	R2
Is only your imagination	E
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Trust me I've read your German sage	M
To far more purpose e'er than you did	C2
You find it in his wisest page	M
Whom God deludes is well deluded	C2
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Di Where are the great whom thou would'st wisl to praise thee	P2
Where are the pure whom thou would'st choose to love thee	P2
Where are the brave to stand supreme above thee	P2
Whose high commands would cheer whose chiding raise thee	P2
Seek seeker in thyself submit to find	C2
In the stones bread and life in the blank mind	C2
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Written in London standing in the Park	L2
One evening in July just before dark	L2
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Sp As I sat at the caf I said to myself	S2
They may talk as they please about what they call pelf	S2
They may sneer as they like about eating and drinking	F
But help it I cannot I cannot help thinking	F
How pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
How pleasant it is to have money	P2
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I sit at my table en grand seigneur	V
And when I have done throw a crust to the poor	V
Not only the pleasure one's self of good living	F
But also the pleasure of now and then giving	F
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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It was but last winter I came up to town	T2
But already I'm getting a little renown	T2
I make new acquaintance where'er I appear	V
I am not too shy and have nothing to fear	V
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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I drive through the streets and I care not a d n	U2
The people they stare and they ask who I am	V2
And if I should chance to run over a cad	C2
I can pay for the damage if ever so bad	C2
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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We stroll to our box and look down on the pit	C2
And if it weren't low should be tempted to spit	C2
We loll and we talk until people look up	W2
And when it's half over we go out to sup	W2
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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The best of the tables and the best of the fare	V
And as for the others the devil may care	V
It isn't our fault if they dare not afford	C2
To sup like a prince and be drunk as a lord	C2
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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We sit at our tables and tipple champagne	R2
Ere one bottle goes comes another again	U2
The waiters they skip and they scuttle about	C2
And the landlord attends us so civilly out	C2
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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It was but last winter I came up to town	T2
But already I'm getting a little renown	T2
I get to good houses without much ado	C2
Am beginning to see the nobility too	C2
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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O dear what a pity they ever should lose it	C2
For they are the gentry that know how to use it	C2
So grand and so graceful such manners such dinners	M2
But yet after all it is we are the winners	M2
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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Thus I sat at my table en grand seigneur	V
And when I had done threw a crust to the poor	V
Not only the pleasure one's self of good eating	F
But also the pleasure of now and then treating	F
So pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
So pleasant it is to have money	P2
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They may talk as they please about what they call pelf	S2
And how one ought never to think of one's self	S2
And how pleasures of thought surpass eating and drinking	F
My pleasure of thought is the pleasure of thinking	F
How pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
How pleasant it is to have money	P2
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Written in Venice but for all parts true	V
'Twas not a crust I gave him but a sous	M2
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A gondola here and a gondola there	V
'Tis the pleasantest fashion of taking the air	V
To right and to left stop turn and go yonder	V
And let us repeat o'er the tide as we wander	V
How pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
How pleasant it is to have money	P2
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Come leave your Gothic worn out story	P2
San Giorgio and the Redentore	P2
I from no building gay or solemn	X2
Can spare the shapely Grecian column	X2
'Tis not these centuries four for nought	C2
Our European world of thought	C2
Hath made familiar to its home	Y2
The classic mind of Greece and Rome	Y2
In all new work that would look forth	Z2
To more than antiquarian worth	A3
Palladio's pediments and bases	M2
Or something such will find their places	M2
Maturer optics don't delight	C2
In childish dim religious light	C2
In evanescent vague effects	M2
That shirk not face one's intellects	M2
They love not fancies just betrayed	C2
And artful tricks of light and shade	C2
But pure form nakedly displayed	C2
And all things absolutely made	C2
The Doge's palace though from hence	M2
In spite of doctrinaire pretence	M2
The tide now level with the quay	P2
Is certainly a thing to see	P2
We'll turn to the Rialto soon	B3
One's told to see it by the moon	B3
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A gondola here and a gondola there	P2
'Tis the pleasantest fashion of taking the air	P2
To right and to left stop turn and go yonder	P2
And let us reflect o'er the flood as we wander	P2
How pleasant it is to have money heigh ho	M2
How pleasant it is to have money	P2
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Di How light we go how soft we skim	C3
And all in moonlight seems to swim	C3
The south side rises o'er our bark	L2
A wall impenetrably dark	L2
The north is seen profusely bright	C2
The water is it shade or light	C2
Say gentle moon which conquers now	D3
The flood those massy hulls or thou	D3
How light we go how softly Ah	F2
Were life but as the gondola	P2
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How light we go how soft we skim	C3
And all in moonlight seem to swim	C3
In moonlight is it now or shade	C2
In planes of sure division made	C2
By angles sharp of palace walls	M2
The clear light and the shadow falls	M2
O sight of glory sight of wonder	P2
Seen a pictorial portent under	P2
O great Rialto the vast round	C2
Of thy thrice solid arch profound	C2
How light we go how softly Ah	F2
Life should be as the gondola	P2
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How light we go how softly	P2
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Sp Nay	N2
'Fore heaven enough of that to day	N2
I'm deadly weary of your tune	B3
And half ennuy with the moon	B3
The shadows lie the glories fall	P2
And are but moonshine after all	P2
It goes against my conscience really	P2
To let myself feel so ideally	P2
Come for the Piazzetta steer	P2
'Tis nine o'clock or very near	P2
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These airy blisses skiey joys	M2
Of vague romantic girls and boys	M2
Which melt the heart and the brain soften	E
When not affected as too often	E
They are remind me I protest	C2
Of nothing better at the best	C2
Than Timon's feast to his ancient lovers	M2
Warm water under silver covers	M2
'Lap dogs ' I think I hear him say	N2
And lap who will so I'm away	N2
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Di How light we go how soft we skim	C3
And all in moonlight seem to swim	C3
Against bright clouds projected dark	L2
The white dome now reclined I mark	L2
And by o'er brilliant lamps displayed	C2
The Doge's columns and arcade	C2
Over still waters mildly come	X2
The distant waters and the hum	X2
How light we go how softly Ah	F2
Life should be as the gondola	P2
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How light we go how soft we skim	C3
And all in open moonlight swim	C3
Ah gondolier slow slow more slow	M2
We go but wherefore thus should go	M2
Ah let not muscle all too strong	J2
Beguile betray thee to our wrong	J2
On to the landing onward Nay	N2
Sweet dream a little longer stay	N2
On to the landing here And ah	F2
Life is not as the gondola	P2
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Sp Tre ore So The Parthenone	N2
Is it you haunt for your limone	N2
Let me induce you to join me	P2
In gramolate persiche	E3
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SCENE III The Academy at Venice	M2
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Di A modern daub it was perchance	M2
I know not but the connoisseur	P2
From Titian's hues I dare be sure	P2
Had never turned one kindly glance	M2
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Where Byron somewhat drest up draws	M2
His sword impatient long and speaks	M2
Unto a tribe of motley Greeks	M2
His fealty to their good cause	M2
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Not far assumed to mystic bliss	M2
Behold the ecstatic Virgin rise	M2
Ah wherefore vainly to fond eyes	M2
That melted into tears for this	M2
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Yet if we must live as would seem	F3
These peremptory heats to claim	S
Ah not for profit not for fame	S
And not for pleasure's giddy dream	F3
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And not for piping empty reeds	M2
And not for colouring idle dust	C2
If live we positively must	C2
God's name be blest for noble deeds	M2
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Verses well they are made so let them go	M2
No more if I can help This is one way	N2
The procreant heat and fervour of our youth	G3
Escapes in puff in smoke and shapeless words	M2
Of mere ejaculation nothing worth	A3
Unless to make maturer years content	C2
To slave in base compliance to the world	C2
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I have scarce spoken yet to this strange follower	P2
Whom I picked up ye great gods tell me where	P2
And when for I remember such long years	M2
And yet he seems new come I commune with myself	S2
He speaks I hear him and resume to myself	S2
Whate'er I think he adds his comments to	C2
Which yet not interrupts me Scarce I know	M2
If ever once directly I addressed him	C3
Let me essay it now for I have strength	H3
Yet what he wants and what he fain would have	S2
Oh I know all too surely not in vain	N2
Although unnoticed has he dogged my ear	P2
Come we'll be definite explicit plain	N2
I can resist I know and 'twill be well	P2
For colloquy to have used this manlier mood	C2
Which is to last ye chances say how long	J2
How shall I call him Mephistophiles	M2
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Sp I come I come	X2
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Di So quick so eager ha	F2
Like an eaves dropping menial on my thought	C2
With something of an exultation too methinks	M2
Out peeping in that springy jaunty gait	C2
I doubt about it Shall I do it Oh oh	M2
Shame on me come Shall I my follower	P2
Should I conceive not that at all I do	C2
'Tis curiosity that prompts my speech	E3
But should I form a thing to be supposed	C2
A wish to bargain for your merchandise	M2
Say what were your demands what were your terms	M2
What should I do what should I cease to do	C2
What incense on what altars must I burn	N2
And what abandon what unlearn or learn	N2
Religion goes I take it	C2
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Sp Oh	M2
You'll go to church of course you know	M2
Or at the least will take a pew	C2
To send your wife and servants to	C2
Trust me I make a point of that	C2
No infidelity that's flat	C2
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Di Religion is not in a pew say some	X2
Cucullus you hold facit monachum	X2
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Sp Why as to feelings of devotion	N2
I interdict all vague emotion	N2
But if you will for once and all	P2
Compound with ancient Juvenal	P2
Orandum est one perfect prayer	P2
For savoir vivre and savoir faire	P2
Theology don't recommend you	C2
Unless turned lawyer heaven should send you	C2
In your profession's way a case	M2
Of Baptism and prevenient grace	M2
But that's not likely I'm inclined	C2
All circumstances borne in mind	C2
To think to keep you in due borders	M2
You'd better enter holy orders	M2
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Di On that my friend you'd better not insist	C2
	-
Sp Well well 'tis but a good thing miss'd	C2
The item's optional no doubt	C2
But how to get you bread without	C2
You'll marry I shall find the lady	P2
Make your proposal and be steady	P2
	-
Di Marry ill spirit and at your sole choice	M2
	-
Sp De rigueur can't give you a voice	M2
What matter Oh trust one who knows you	C2
You'll make an admirable sposo	M2
	-
Di Enough But action look to that well mind me	P2
See that some not unworthy work you find me	P2
If man I be then give the man expression	N2
	-
Sp Of course you'll enter a profession	N2
If not the Church why then the Law	P2
By Jove we'll teach you how to draw	P2
Besides the best of the concern is	M2
I'm hand and glove with the attorneys	M2
With them and me to help don't doubt	C2
But in due season you'll come out	C2
Leave Kelly Cockburn in the lurch	E3
But yet do think about the Church	E3
	-
Di 'Tis well ill spirit I admire your wit	C2
As for your wisdom I shall think of it	C2
And now farewell	P2
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SCENE IV In St Mark's Dipsyehus alone	N2
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The Law 'twere honester if 'twere genteel	P2
To say the dung cart What shall I go about	C2
And like the walking shoeblack roam the flags	M2
To see whose boots are dirtiest Oh the luck	I3
To stoop and clean a pair	P2
Religion if indeed it be in vain	N2
To expect to find in this more modern time	X2
That which the old world styled in old world phrase	M2
Walking with God It seems His newer will	P2
We should not think of Him at all but trudge it	C2
And of the world He has assigned us make	J3
What best we can	N2
	-
Then love I scarce can think	K3
That these be maddening discords of the mind	C2
To pure melodious sequence could be changed	C2
And all the vext conundrums of our life	S2
Solved to all time by this old pastoral	P2
Of a new Adam and a second Eve	S2
Set in a garden which no serpent seeks	M2
And yet I hold heart can beat true to heart	C2
And to hew down the tree which bears this fruit	C2
To do a thing which cuts me off from hope	L3
To falsify the movement of Love's mind	C2
To seat some alien trifler on the throne	N2
A queen may come to claim that were ill done	N2
What to the close hand of the clutching Jew	C2
Hand up that rich reversion and for what	C2
This would be hard did I indeed believe	S2
'Twould ever fall That love the large repose	M2
Restorative not to mere outside needs	M2
Skin deep but throughly to the total man	N2
Exists I will believe but so so rare	P2
So doubtful so exceptional hard to guess	M2
When guessed so often counterfeit in brief	S2
A thing not possibly to be conceived	C2
An item in the reckonings of the wise	M2
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Action that staggers me For I had hoped	C2
'Midst weakness indolence frivolity	P2
Irresolution still had hoped and this	M2
Seems sacrificing hope Better to wait	C2
The wise men wait it is the foolish haste	C2
And ere the scenes are in the slides would play	P2
And while the instruments are tuning dance	M2
I see Napoleon on the heights intent	C2
To arrest that one brief unit of loose time	X2
Which hands high Victory's thread his marshals fret	C2
His soldiers clamour low the very guns	M2
Seem going off of themselves the cannon strain	N2
Like hell dogs in the leash But he he waits	M2
And lesser chances and inferior hopes	M2
Meantime go pouring past Men gnash their teeth	M3
The very faithful have begun to doubt	C2
But they molest not the calm eye that seeks	M2
'Midst all this' huddling silver little worth	A3
The one thin piece that comes pure gold he waits	M2
O me when the great deed e'en now has broke	N3
Like a man's hand the horizon's level line	N2
So soon to fill the zenith with rich clouds	M2
O in this narrow interspace this marge	M
This list and salvage of a glorious time	X2
To despair of the great and sell unto the mean	N2
O thou of little faith what hast thou done	N2
	-
Yet if the occasion coming should find us	M2
Undexterous incapable In light things	M2
Prove thou the arms thou long'st to glorify	S2
Nor fear to work up from the lowest ranks	M2
Whence come great Nature's Captains And high deeds	M2
Haunt not the fringy edges of the fight	C2
But the pell mell of men Oh what and if	S2
E'en now by lingering here I let them slip	O3
Like an unpractised spyer through a glass	M2
Still pointing to the blank too high And yet	C2
In dead details to smother vital ends	M2
Which would give life to them in the deft trick	P3
Of prentice handling to forget great art	C2
To base mechanical adroitness yield	C2
The Inspiration and the Hope a slave	S2
Oh and to blast that Innocence which though	M2
Here it may seem a dull unopening bud	C2
May yet bloom freely in celestial clime	X2
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Were it not better done then to keep off	S2
And see not share the strife stand out the waltz	M2
Which fools whirl dizzy in Is it possible	P2
Contamination taints the idler first	C2
And without base compliance e'en that same	X2
Which buys bold hearts free course Earth lends not these	M2
Their pent and miserable standing room	X2
Life loves no lookers on at his great game	X2
And with boy's malice still delights to turn	N2
The tide of sport upon the sitters by	S2
And set observers scampering with their notes	M2
Oh it is great to do and know not what	C2
Nor let it e'er be known The dashing stream	X2
Stays not to pick his steps among the rocks	M2
Or let his water breaks be chronicled	C2
And though the hunter looks before he leap	Q3
'Tis instinct rather than a shaped out thought	C2
That lifts him his bold way Then instinct hail	P2
And farewell hesitation If I stay	P2
I am not innocent nor if I go	M2
E'en should I fall beyond redemption lost	C2
	-
Ah if I had a course like a full stream	X2
If life were as the field of chase No no	M2
The life of instinct has it seems gone by	S2
And will not be forced back And to live now	N2
I must sluice out myself into canals	M2
And lose all force in ducts The modern Hotspur	P2
Shrills not his trumpet of 'To Horse To Horse '	-
But consults columns in a Railway Guide	C2
A demigod of figures an Achilles	M2
Of computation	N2
A verier Mercury express come down	N2
To do the world with swift arithmetic	P3
Well one could bear with that were the end ours	M2
One's choice and the correlative of the soul	P2
To drudge were then sweet service But indeed	C2
The earth moves slowly if it move at all	P2
And by the general not the single force	M2
Of the link'd members of the vast machine	N2
In all these crowded rooms of industry	P2
No individual soul has loftier leave	S2
Than fiddling with a piston or a valve	S2
Well one could bear that also one would drudge	M
And do one's petty part and be content	C2
In base manipulation solaced still	P2
By thinking of the leagued fraternity	P2
And of co operation and the effect	C2
Of the great engine If indeed it work	R3
And is not a mere treadmill which it may be	P2
Who can confirm it is not We ask action	N2
And dream of arms and conflict and string up	W2
All self devotion's muscles and are set	C2
To fold up papers To what end I we know not	C2
Other folks do so it is always done	N2
And it perhaps is right And we are paid for it	C2
For nothing else we can be He that eats	M2
Must serve and serve as other servants do	C2
And don the lacquey's livery of the house	M2
Oh could I shoot my thought up to the sky	S2
A column of pure shape for all to observe	S2
But I must slave a meagre coral worm	X2
To build beneath the tide with excrement	C2
What one day will be island or be reef	S2
And will feed men or wreck them Well well well	P2
Adieu ye twisted thinkings I submit it must be	P2
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Action is what one must get it is clear	P2
And one could dream it better than one finds	M2
In its kind personal in its motive not	C2
Not selfish as it now is nor as now	N2
Maiming the individual If we had that	C2
It would cure all indeed Oh how would then	N2
These pitiful rebellions of the flesh	E3
These caterwaulings of the effeminate heart	C2
These hurts of self imagined dignity	P2
Pass like the seaweed from about the bows	M2
Of a great vessel speeding straight to sea	P2
Yes if we could have that but I suppose	M2
We shall not have it and therefore I submit	C2
	-
Sp from within Submit submit	C2
'Tis common sense and human wit	C2
Can claim no higher name than it	C2
Submit submit	C2
	-
Devotion and ideas and love	S2
And beauty claim their place above	S2
But saint and sage and poet's dreams	M2
Divide the light in coloured streams	M2
Which this alone gives all combined	C2
The siccum lumen of the mind	C2
Called common sense and no high wit	C2
Gives better counsel than does it	C2
Submit submit	C2
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To see things simply as they are	P2
Here at our elbows transcends far	P2
Trying to spy out at midday	P2
Some 'bright particular star ' which may	P2
Or not be visible at night	C2
But clearly is not in daylight	C2
No inspiration vague outweighs	M2
The plain good common sense that says	M2
Submit submit	C2
'Tis common sense and human wit	C2
Can ask no higher name than it	C2
Submit submit	C2
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SCENE V The Piazza at Eight	C2
	-
Di There have been times not many but enough	S2
To quiet all repinings of the heart	C2
There have been times in which my tranquil soul	P2
No longer nebulous sparse errant seemed	C2
Upon its axis solidly to move	S2
Centred and fast no mere elastic blank	S3
For random rays to traverse unretained	C2
But rounding luminous its fair ellipse	M2
Around its central sun Ay yet again	N2
As in more faint sensations I detect	C2
With it too round an Inner Mightier orb	T3
Maybe with that too this I dare not say	P2
Around yet more more central more supreme	X2
Whate'er how numerous soe'er they be	P2
I am and feel myself where'er I wind	C2
What vagrant chance soe'er I seem to obey	P2
Communicably theirs	M2
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O happy hours	M2
O compensation ample for long days	M2
Of what impatient tongues call wretchedness	M2
O beautiful beneath the magic moon	N2
To walk the watery way of palaces	M2
O beautiful o'ervaulted with gemmed blue	C2
This spacious court with colour and with gold	C2
With cupolas and pinnacles and points	M2
And crosses multiplex and tips and balls	M2
Wherewith the bright stars unreproving mix	M2
Nor scorn by hasty eyes to be confused	C2
Fantastically perfect this low pile	P2
Of Oriental glory these long ranges	M2
Of classic chiselling this gay flickering crowd	C2
And the calm Campanile Beautiful	P2
O beautiful and that seemed more profound	C2
This morning by the pillar when I sat	C2
Under the great arcade at the review	C2
And took and held and ordered on my brain	N2
The faces and the voices and the whole mass	M2
O' the motley facts of existence flowing by	S2
O perfect if 'twere all But it is not	C2
Hints haunt me ever of a more beyond	C2
I am rebuked by a sense of the incomplete	C2
Of a completion over soon assumed	C2
Of adding up too soon What we call sin	N2
I could believe a painful opening out	C2
Of paths for ampler virtue The bare field	C2
Scant with lean ears of harvest long had mocked	C2
The vext laborious farmer came at length	H3
The deep plough in the lazy undersoil	P2
Down driving with a cry earth's fibres crack	U3
And a few months and to the golden leas	M2
And autumn's crowded shocks and loaded wains	M2
Let us look back on life was any change	M
Any now blest expansion but at first	C2
A pang remorse like shot to the inmost seats	M2
Of moral being To do anything	F
Distinct on any one thing to decide	C2
To leave the habitual and the old and quit	C2
The easy chair of use and wont seems crime	X2
To the weak soul forgetful how at first	C2
Sitting down seemed so too And oh this woman's heart	C2
Fain to be forced incredulous of choice	M2
And waiting a necessity for God	C2
Yet I could think indeed the perfect call	P2
Should force the perfect answer If the voice	M2
Ought to receive its echo from the soul	P2
Wherefore this silence If it should rouse my being	F
Why this reluctance Have I not thought o'ermuch	E3
Of other men and of the ways of the world	C2
But what they are or have been matters not	C2
To thine own self be true the wise man says	M2
Are then my fears myself O double self	S2
And I untrue to both Oh there are hours	M2
When love and faith and dear domestic ties	M2
And converse with old friends and pleasant walks	M2
Familiar faces and familiar books	M2
Study and art upliftings unto prayer	P2
And admiration of the noblest things	M2
Seem all ignoble only all is mean	N2
And nought as I would have it Then at others	M2
My mind is in her rest my heart at home	X2
In all around my soul secure in place	M2
And the vext needle perfect to her poles	M2
Aimless and hopeless in my life I seem	X2
To thread the winding byways of the town	N2
Bewildered baffled hurried hence and thence	M2
All at cross purpose even with myself	S2
Unknowing whence or whither Then at once	M2
At a step I crown the Campanile's top	V3
And view all mapped below islands lagoon	N2
A hundred steeples and a million roofs	M2
The fruitful champaign and the cloud capt Alps	M2
And the broad Adriatic Be it enough	S2
If I lose this how terrible No no	M2
I am contented and will not complain	N2
To the old paths my soul Oh be it so	M2
I bear the workday burden of dull life	S2
About these footsore flags of a weary world	C2
Heaven knows how long it has not been at once	M2
Lo I am in the spirit on the Lord's day	P2
With John in Patmos Is it not enough	S2
One day in seven and if this should go	M2
If this pure solace should desert my mind	C2
What were all else I I dare not risk this loss	M2
To the old paths my soul	P2
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Sp O yes	M2
To moon about religion to inhume	X2
Your ripened age in solitary walks	M2
For self discussion to debate in letters	M2
Vext points with earnest friends past other men	N2
To cherish natural instincts yet to fear them	X2
And less than any use them oh no doubt	C2
In a corner sit and mope and be consoled	C2
With thinking one is clever while the room	X2
Rings through with animation and the dance	M2
Then talk of old examples to pervert	C2
Ancient real facts to modern unreal dreams	M2
And build up baseless fabrics of romance	M2
And heroism upon historic sand	C2
To burn forsooth for action yet despise	M2
Its merest accidence and alphabet	C2
Cry out for service and at once rebel	P2
At the application of its plainest rules	M2
This you call life my friend reality	P2
Doing your duty unto God and man	N2
I know not what Stay at Venice if you will	P2
Sit musing in its churches hour on hour	P2
Cross kneed upon a bench climb up at whiles	M2
The neighbouring tower and kill the lingering day	P2
With old comparisons when night succeeds	M2
Evading yet a little seeking what	C2
You would and would not turn your doubtful eyes	M2
On moon and stars to help morality	P2
Once in a fortnight say by lucky chance	M2
Of happier tempered coffee gain great Heaven	N2
A pious rapture is it not enough	S2
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Di 'Tis well thou cursed spirit go thy way	P2
I am in higher hands than yours 'Tis well	P2
Who taught you menaces Who told you pray	P2
Because I asked you questions and made show	M2
Of hearing what you answered therefore	P2
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Sp Oh	M2
As if I didn't know	M2
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Di Come come my friend	C2
I may have wavered but I have thought better	P2
We'll say no more of it	C2
	-
Sp Oh I dare say	P2
But as you like 'tis your own loss once more	P2
Beware	P2
	-
Di alone Must it be then So quick upon my thought	C2
To follow the fulfilment and the deed	C2
I counted not on this I counted ever	P2
To hold and turn it over in my hands	M2
Much longer much I took it up indeed	C2
For speculation rather to gain thought	C2
New data Oh and now to be goaded on	N2
By menaces entangled among tricks	M2
That I won't suffer Yet it is the law	P2
'Tis this makes action always But for this	M2
We ne'er should act at all and act we must	C2
Why quarrel with the fashion of a fact	C2
Which one way must be one time why not now	N2
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Sp Submit submit	C2
For tell me then in earth's great laws	M2
Have you found any saving clause	M2
Exemption special granted you	C2
From doing what the rest must do	C2
Of common sense who made you quit	C2
And told you you'd no need of it	C2
Nor to submit	C2
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To move on angels' wings were sweet	C2
But who would therefore scorn his feet	C2
It cannot walk up to the sky	S2
It therefore will lie down and die	S2
Rich meats it don't obtain at call	P2
It therefore will not eat at all	P2
Poor babe and yet a babe of wit	C2
But common sense not much of it	C2
Or 'twould submit	C2
Submit submit	C2
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As your good father did before you	C2
And as the mother who first bore you	C2
O yes a chid of heavenly birth	A3
But yet it was born too on earth	A3
Keep your new birth for that far day	P2
When in the grave your bones you lay	P2
All with your kindred and connection	N2
In hopes of happy resurrection	N2
But how meantime to live is fit	C2
Ask common sense and what says it	C2
Submit submit	C2
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SCENE VI On a Bridge	M
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Di 'Tis gone the fierce inordinate desire	P2
The burning thirst for action utterly	P2
Gone like a ship that passes in the night	C2
On the high seas gone yet will come again	N2
Gone yet expresses something that exists	M2
Is it a thing ordained then is it a clue	C2
For my life's conduct is it a law for me	P2
That opportunity shall breed distrust	C2
Not passing until that pass Chance and resolve	S2
Like two loose comets wandering wide in space	M2
Crossing each other's orbits time on time	X2
Meet never Void indifference and doubt	C2
Let through the present boon which ne'er turns back	U3
To await the after sure arriving wish	E3
How shall I then explain it to myself	S2
That in blank thought my purpose lives	M2
The uncharged cannon mocking still the spark	L2
When come which ere come it had loudly claimed	C2
Am I to let it be so still For truly	P2
The need exists I know the wish but sleeps	M2
Sleeps and anon will wake and cry for food	C2
And to put by these unreturning gifts	M2
Because the feeling is not with me now	N2
Seems folly more than merest babyhood's	M2
But must I then do violence to myself	S2
And push on nature force desire that's ill	P2
Because of knowledge which is great but works	M2
By rules of large exception to tell which	E3
Nought is more fallible than mere caprice	M2
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What need for action yet I am happy now	N2
I feel no lack what cause is there for haste	C2
Am I not happy I is not that enough	S2
Depart	C2
	-
Sp O yes you thought you had escaped no doubt	C2
This worldly fiend that follows you about	C2
This compound of convention and impiety	C2
This mongrel of uncleanness and propriety	C2
What else were bad enough but let me say	M2
I too have my grandes mani res in my way	M2
Could speak high sentiment as well as you	C2
And out blank verse you without much ado	C2
Have my religion also in my kind	C2
For dreaming unfit because not designed	C2
What you know not that I too can be serious	M2
Can speak big words and use the tone imperious	M2
Can speak not honiedly of love and beauty	C2
But sternly of a something much like duty	C2
Oh do you look surprised were never told	C2
Perhaps that all that glitters is not gold	C2
The Devil oft the Holy Scripture uses	M2
But God can act the Devil when He chooses	M2
Farewell But verbum sapienti satis	M2
I do not make this revelation gratis	M2
Farewell beware	P2
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Di Ill spirits can quote holy books I knew	C2
What will they not say what not dare to do	C2
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Sp Beware beware	P2
	-
Di What loitering still Still O foul spirit there	P2
Go hence I tell thee go I will beware	P2
Alone It must be then I feel it in my soul	P2
The iron enters sundering flesh and bone	N2
And sharper than the two edged sword of God	C2
I come into deep waters help oh help	W3
The floods run over me	C2
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Therefore farewell a long and last farewell	P2
Ye pious sweet simplicities of life	S2
Good books good friends and holy moods and all	P2
That lent rough life sweet Sunday seeming rests	M2
Making earth heaven like Welcome wicked world	C2
The hardening heart the calculating brain	N2
Narrowing its doors to thought the lying lips	M2
The calm dissembling eyes the greedy flesh	E3
The world the Devil welcome welcome welcome	X2
	-
Sp from within This stern necessity of things	M2
On every side our being rings	M2
Our sallying eager actions fall	P2
Vainly against that iron wall	P2
Where once her finger points the way	M2
The wise thinks only to obey	M2
Take life as she has ordered it	C2
And come what may of it submit	C2
Submit submit	C2
	-
Who take implicitly her will	P2
For these her vassal chances still	P2
Bring store of joys successes pleasures	M2
But whoso ponders weighs and measures	M2
She calls her torturers up to goad	C2
With spur and scourges on the road	C2
He does at last with pain whate'er	P2
He spurned at first Of such beware	P2
Beware beware	P2
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Di O God O God The great floods of the soul	P2
Flow over me I come into deep waters	M2
Where no ground is	M2
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Sp Don't be the least afraid	C2
There's not the slightest reason for alarm	X2
I only meant by a perhaps rough shake	J3
To rouse you from a dreamy unhealthy sleep	Q3
Up then up and be going the large world	C2
The throng'd life waits us	M2
Come my pretty boy	M
You have been making mows to the blank sky	S2
Quite long enough for good We'll put you up	W2
Into the higher form 'Tis time you learn	N2
The Second Reverence for things around	C2
Up then and go amongst them don't be timid	C2
Look at them quietly a bit by and by	S2
Respect will come and healthy appetite	C2
So let us go	M2
How now not yet awake	J3
Oh you will sleep yet will you Oh you shirk	R3
You try and slink away You cannot eh	X3
Nay now what folly's this Why will you fool yourself	S2
Why will you walk about thus with your eyes shut	C2
Treating for facts the self made hues that flash	E3
On tight pressed pupils which you know are not facts	M2
To use the undistorted light of the sun	N2
Is not a crime to look straight out upon	N2
The big plain things that stare one in the face	M2
Does not contaminate to see pollutes not	C2
What one must feel if one won't see what is	M2
And will be too howe'er we blink and must	C2
One way or other make itself observed	C2
Free walking's better than being led about and	C2
What will the blind man do I wonder if	S2
Some one should cut the string of his dog Just think	K3
What could you do if I should go away	M2
Oh you have paths of your own before you have you	C2
What shall it take to literature no doubt	C2
Novels reviews or poems if you please	M2
The strong fresh gale of life will feel no doubt	C2
The influx of your mouthful of soft air	P2
Well make the most of that small stock of knowledge	M
You've condescended to receive from me	C2
That's your best chance Oh you despise that Oh	M2
Prate then of passions you have known in dreams	M2
Of huge experience gathered by the eye	S2
Be large of aspiration pure in hope	L3
Sweet in fond longings but in all things vague	Y3
Breathe out your dreamy scepticism relieved	C2
By snatches of old songs People will like that doubtless	M2
Or will you write about philosophy	C2
For a waste far off maybe overlooking	F
The fruitful is close by live in metaphysic	F
With transcendental logic fill your stomach	E3
Schematize joy effigiate meat and drink	F
Or let me see a mighty work a volume	X2
The Complemental of the inferior Kant	C2
The Critic of Pure Practice based upon	N2
The Antinomies of the Moral Sense for look you	C2
We cannot act without assuming x	M2
And at the same time y its contradictory	C2
Ergo to act People will buy that doubtless	M2
Or you'll perhaps teach youth I do not question	N2
Some downward turn you may find some evasion	N2
Of the broad highway's glaring white ascent	C2
Teach youth in a small way that is always	M2
So as to have much time left you for yourself	S2
This you can't sacrifice your leisure's precious	M2
Heartily you will not take to anything	F
Whatever happen don't I see you still	P2
Living no life at all Even as now	N2
An o'ergrown baby sucking at the dugs	M2
Of instinct dry long since Come come you are old enough	S2
For spoon meat surely	C2
Will you go on thus	M2
Until death end you if indeed it does	M2
For what it does none knows Yet as for you	C2
You'll hardly have the courage to die outright	C2
You'll somehow halve even it Methinks I see you	C2
Through everlasting limbos of void time	X2
Twirling and twiddling ineffectively	C2
And indeterminately swaying for ever	P2
Come come spoon meat at any rate	C2
Well well	C2
I will not persecute you more my friend	C2
Only do think as I observed before	P2
What can you do if I should go away	M2
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Di Is the hour here then Is the minute come	X2
The irreprievable instant of stern time	X2
O for a few few grains in the running glass	M2
Or for some power to hold them O for a few	C2
Of all that went so wastefully before	P2
It must be then e'en now	N2
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Sp from within It must it must	C2
'Tis common sense and human wit	C2
Can claim no higher name than it	C2
Submit submit	C2
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Necessity and who shall dare	P2
Bring to her feet excuse or prayer	P2
Beware beware	P2
We must we must	C2
Howe'er we turn and pause and tremble	C2
Howe'er we shrink deceive dissemble	C2
Whate'er our doubting grief disgust	C2
The hand is on us and we must	C2
We must we must	C2
'Tis common sense and human wit	C2
Can find no better name than it	C2
Submit submit	C2
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SCENE VII At Torcello Dipsychus alone	N2
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Di I had a vision was it in my sleep	Q3
And if it were what then But sleep or wake	F
I saw a great light open o'er my head	C2
And sleep or wake uplifted to that light	C2
Out of that light proceeding heard a voice	M2
Uttering high words which whether sleep or wake	F
In me were fixed and in me must abide	C2
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When the enemy is near thee	C2
Call on us	M2
In our hands we will upbear thee	C2
He shall neither scathe nor scare thee	C2
He shall fly thee and shall fear thee	C2
Call on us	M2
Call when all good friends have left thee	C2
Of all good sights and sounds bereft thee	C2
Call when hope and heart are sinking	F
And the brain is sick with thinking	F
Help O help	W3
Call and following close behind thee	C2
There shall haste and there shall find thee	C2
Help sure help	W3
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When the panic comes upon thee	C2
When necessity seems on thee	C2
Hope and choice have all foregone thee	C2
Fate and force are closing o'er thee	C2
And but one way stands before thee	C2
Call on us	M2
O and if thou dost not call	C2
Be but faithful that is all	C2
Go right on and close behind thee	C2
There shall follow still and find thee	C2
Help sure help	W3
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SCENE VIII In the Piazza	M2
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Di Not for thy service thou imperious fiend	C2
Not to do thy work or the like of thine	N2
Not to please thee O base and fallen spirit	C2
But One Most High Most True whom without thee	C2
It seems I cannot	C2
O the misery	C2
That one must truck and pactise with the world	C2
To gain the 'vantage ground to assail it from	X2
To set upon the Giant one must first	C2
O perfidy have eat the Giant's bread	C2
If I submit it is but to gain time	X2
And arms and stature 'tis but to lie safe	S2
Until the hour strike to arise and slay	M2
'Tis the old story of the adder's brood	C2
Feeding and nestling till the fangs be grown	N2
Were it not nobler done then to act fair	P2
To accept the service with the wages do	C2
Frankly the devil's work for the devil's pay	M2
O but another my allegiance holds	M2
Inalienably his How much soe'er	P2
I might submit it must be to rebel	C2
Submit then sullenly that's no dishonour	P2
Yet I could deem it better too to starve	S2
And die untraitored O who sent me though	M2
Sent me and to do something O hard master'	P2
To do a treachery But indeed 'tis done	N2
I have already taken of the pay	M2
And curst the payer take I must curse too	C2
Alas the little strength that I possess	M2
Derives I think of him So still it is	M2
The timid child that clung unto her skirts	M2
A boy will slight his mother and grown a man	N2
His father too There's Scripture too for that	C2
Do we owe fathers nothing mothers nought	C2
Is filial duty folly Yet He says	M2
'He that loves father mother more than me '	-
Yea and 'the man his parents shall desert '	-
The Ordinance says 'and cleave unto his wife '	-
O man behold thy wife the hard naked world	C2
Adam accept thy Eve	S2
So still it is	M2
The tree exhausts the soil creepers kill it	C2
Their insects them the lever finds its fulcrum	X2
On what it then o'erthrows the homely spade	C2
In labour's hand unscrupulously seeks	M2
Its first momentum on the very clod	C2
Which next will be upturned It seems a law	C2
And am not I though I but ill recall	C2
My happier age a kidnapped child of heaven	N2
Whom these uncircumcised Philistines	M2
Have by foul play shorn blinded maimed and kept	C2
For what more glorious than to make them sport	C2
Wait then wait O my soul grow grow ye locks	M2
Then perish they and if need is I too	C2
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Sp aside A truly admirable proceeding	F
Could there be finer special pleading	F
When scruples would be interceding	F
There's no occasion I should stay	C2
He is working out his own queer way	C2
The sum I set him and this day	C2
Will bring it neither less nor bigger	P2
Exact to my predestined figure	P2
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SCENE IX In the Public Garden	N2
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Di Twenty one past twenty five coming on	N2
One third of life departed nothing done	N2
Out of the mammon of unrighteousness	M2
That we make friends the Scripture is express	M2
My Spirit come we will agree	P2
Content you'll take a moiety	C2
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Sp A moiety ye gods he he	P2
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Di Three quarters then O griping beast	C2
Leave me a decimal at least	C2
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Sp Oh one of ten to infect the nine	N2
And make the devil a one be mine	N2
Oh one to jib all day God wot	C2
When all the rest would go full trot	C2
One very little one eh to doubt with	Z3
Just to pause think and look about with	Z3
In course you counted on no less	M2
You thought it likely I'd say yes	M2
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Di Be it then thus since that it must it seems	M2
Welcome O world henceforth and farewell dreams	M2
Yet know Mephisto know nor you nor I	S2
Can in this matter either sell or buy	S2
For the fee simple of this trifling lot	C2
To you or me trust me pertaineth not	C2
I can but render what is of my will	C2
And behind it somewhat remaineth still	C2
O your sole chance was in the childish mind	C2
Whose darkness dreamed that vows like this could bind	C2
Thinking all lost it made all lost and brought	C2
In fact the ruin which had been but thought	C2
Thank Heaven or you that's past these many years	M2
And we have knowledge wiser than our fears	M2
So your poor bargain take my man	N2
And make the best of it you can	N2
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Sp With reservations oh how treasonable	C2
When I had let you off so reasonable	C2
However I don't fear be it so	M2
Brutus is honourable I know	M2
So mindful of the dues of others	M2
So thoughtful for his poor dear brothers	M2
So scrupulous considerate kind	C2
He wouldn't leave the devil behind	C2
If he assured him he had claims	M2
For his good company to hell flames	M2
No matter no matter the bargain's made	C2
And I for my part will not be afraid	C2
With reservations oh ho ho	M2
But time my friend has yet to show	M2
Which of us two will closest fit	C2
The proverb of the Biter Bit	C2
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Di Tell me thy name now it is over	P2
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Sp Oh	M2
Why Mephistophiles you know	M2
At least you've lately called me so	M2
Belial it was some days ago	M2
But take your pick I've got a score	P2
Never a royal baby more	P2
For a brass plate upon a door	P2
What think you of Cosmocrator	P2
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Di	C2
And that you are indeed I do not doubt you	C2
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Sp Ephesians aint it near the end	C2
You dropt a word to spare your friend	C2
What follows too in application	N2
Would be absurd exaggeration	N2
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Di The Power of this World hateful unto God	C2
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Sp Cosmarchon's shorter but sounds odd	C2
One wouldn't like even if a true devil	C2
To be taken for a vulgar Jew devil	C2
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Di Yet in all these things we 'tis Scripture too	C2
Are more than conquerors even over you	C2
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Sp Come come don't maunder any longer	P2
Time tests the weaker and the stronger	P2
And we without procrastination	N2
Must set you know to our vocation	N2
O goodness won't you find it pleasant	C2
To own the positive and present	C2
To see yourself like people round	C2
And feel your feet upon the ground Exeunt	C2
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END OF DIPSYCHUS	M2

Arthur Hugh Clough

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