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'AND when came I to this town ' did he say	A
A question asked for the asking's sake	B
Answered merely an answer to make	B
As stranger to stranger may	A
Answered enough with ''Twas yesterday '	C
And a talk of the journey travelled so fast	D
Had I said 'Since I dwelt here first have passed	D
Hundreds of years away'	E
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Aye and there be who if they knew	F
Would envy me as a cripple must long	G
Looking on limbs erect and strong	G
To have his freedom given him too	F
And rise and reach to whither he would	H
'What ' they would think 'Is the gift not good	H
Beyond all gifts for earth or for time	I
Life and no shadow of death o'ercast	H
Life and the joy of manhood's prime	I
Life and the lore of a boundless past	H
Life and still life to come and to last '	-
And I even even now	J
I know not what that spirit might be	K
Whether of love or of hate to me	K
That stood in the dusk on the mountain's brow	J
Alone with the stars I had climbed to see nigh	L
And smiled and gave and was no more there	M
There was no trace broke the sky	L
There was no breath stirred the air	M
Nought from the heaven or the earth to tell	N
If it were well	N
And how much surer to day know I	L
Whether he meant me a boon or a curse	O
Whether to wait or to die be worse	O
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Ah how I joyed for so many years	P
Death under my heel with his hindering fears	P
And I the lord of my life for ever	Q
Leisure and labour limitless	R
And always the joy of the earned success	S
Crowned with the joy of the new endeavour	Q
And I thought 'I will make all wisdoms mine '	-
And I thought 'The world shall be glad of me '	-
Ah how I joyed for could I divine	T
What the fruit of immortal days must be	K
But alas for the numbness of wont on all	U
For the heart that has loved too often to prize	V
For the eyes that have wept too often for tears	W
For the listless feet and the careless ears	P
For the brain that has learned that to learn is vain	X
For forgotten joy and forgotten pain	X
For the life too frequent for memories	Y
And I taste no joy because it will pall	Z
And I watch no grace because it will wane	X
And I seek no good for it will not remain	X
And I knit no tie because it will sever	Q
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If I were not alone if the gift were shared	H
With but some one soul in the world beside	H
Some one for whom I might have cared	H
Who would not so soon have grown old and died	H
But ever and ever to build all anew	F
And ever and ever to see all decay	A
To fashion my life as the others do	F
And have my place among fellow men	A2
To sit content in my home and then	A2
To have lived and the rest has faded away	A
There are the graves and I part of the past	H
Forgotten with them whom I outlast	H
Let it be 'tis a foolish game	B2
The game that children play on the beach	C2
With its ending always the same	B2
Building amain till the tide waves reach	C2
And the sands will be bare to build on to morrow	D2
Let it be for what is the worth	E2
Long since I wearied of saying good bye	L
And what or whom should I cherish on earth	E2
Where I go as might one from some world on high	L
Unmeet for the short lived pleasure or sorrow	D2
Only the men who look to die	L
Can have or hope in a world where death reigns	F2
Do I pity that slight ephemerous fly	L
Whirling and resting there in the sun	G2
Because his day will be so soon done	G2
All remains while his day remains	F2
He will not have known that a rosebud wanes	F2
How if he lived for ever as I	L
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Truly 'tis even so	D2
To die betimes is scarcely to know	D2
How death is around us everywhere	M
But ever for me the birth and blow	D2
Are but a part of decay that is there	M
And the living come but to go	D2
Till at length I am one who drawing aside	H
Where the crowd sweeps by in one jostling race	H2
Stands unstirred in his lonely place	H2
And leaves off noting face after face	H2
I am one who wait stranded alone by the tide	H
Of Life which has also Death for name	B2
Because for the world the two are the same	B2
The tide that goes winding back whence it came	B2
Bearing all thither save me	K
And I dream and I scarcely seem to be	K
And I know no count of time as it flies	V
And the river passes passes passes	I2
Smooth and for ever and changelessly glasses	I2
Summers and winters and changing skies	V
Passes and passes and passes	I2
And nothing abides and nothing is strange	J2
And oh for rest to my languid eyes	V
Weary of change that is never change	J2
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Ah men might marvel to hear me say	A
The world of my youth is the world of to day	A
Here in this very home of my birth	E2
How they would answer from some old book	K2
'Thus and thus was the past now look	K2
Are we as they of the older earth	E2
We and our ways and the fields we plough '	-
And the first met gossip who knows but Now	J
Counts chances a score in half a year	L2
Tells me this was that and there was here	M2
A hall is burnt a new market is made	H
A railway runs where the school boys played	H
He is married and he is dead	H
And he so rich goes begging his bread	H
''Tis a world of change ' he will soberly sigh	L
For point to his tales why and so say I	L
Chances and changes enough I deem	N2
In a world that goes on like a shifting dream	N2
But oh the long sameness Ebb and flow	D2
Billows that come and billows that go	D2
Nothing is but will drift away	A
Nothing was but will come	O2
Future finds Past old becomes new	F
What men have done that they will do	F
'Tis but the counting coins of to day	A
To measure the former sum	O2
But the naming laterwise	A
Things and thoughts of an ancient guise	A
And what change for me who see life as some star	P2
The expanses of earth in one from afar	P2
Hill grows valley and valley grows hills	A
'Tis a world of hills and valleys still	Q2
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Did I dream I could have been wearied thus	A
With truth and with wisdoms left to seek	R2
Alas my learners who heard me speak	R2
'Is not to learn enough for us	A
Is not to strive a strength for the soul	S2
Though she never gained one foot to the goal '	-
If you could waken now where you lie	L
You and your graves forgotten as I	L
In our town that would tell our names for its praise	A
If you could hear and your pitying gaze	A
Could know the teacher who made you bold	H
Nay sleep on unconscious there in the mould	H
You died with a joy as of something gained	H
Something given to the world you left	H
I laboured on to be ever bereft	H
Of the skill achieved of the science attained	H
For lo the end of all learning is this	A
Only to know one has learned amiss	A
Only to know that the art or the lore	T2
With its rules and its axioms was nothing more	T2
Than a working guess that did for the while	U2
Only to know that sage after sage	V2
Has passed on a dream from age to age	V2
Till the world awakes and the children smile	U2
At the thoughts of the foolish grown men of old	H
Aye sleep ye who counted your lives well spent	H
Sleep ye who dreamed ye are content	H
Thou who hadst gained the secret of gold	H
Save that one last fusion left me to find	H
Thou who hadst tracked the sun's path through the air	M
Thou with thy skill of the stars thou there	M
In the chapel vault with thy name still shown	W2
To sauntering strangers cut on the stone	W2
With thy chronicle of the world left behind	H
Thou who hadst learned and hadst lighted on cures	A
For every ill man's body endures	A
And leftst me thy leechcrafts for legacy	A
Thou and thou and thou oh poor fools	A
Who dreamed ye had found the thing ye sought	H
Sleep sleep and know not All goes by	L
Lores and crafts and beliefs and schools	A
Wrought is unravelled thought is new thought	H
Till meseems that truth's very self must die	L
And be born again unto younger rules	A
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Whereto is life for me And I would	H
I had now departed and knew the end	H
Death 'tis a way even I might wend	H
But were it evil or good	H
Oh had it been but a word to speak	R2
But a blow at once or a venomous draught	H
Long since I had said or struck or quaffed	H
But all a seven days' week	R2
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Each dawn and each dusk of a seven days' week	R2
To will it unwavering all a week	R2
Vain vain o'er and o'er	Q
A thousand times and a thousand y	-