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Felicity	A
Who ope'st to none that knocks yet laughing weak	B
Yield'st all to Love that will not seek	B
And who though won wilt droop and die	C
Unless wide doors bespeak thee free	A
How safe's the bond of thee and me	A
Since thee I cherish and defy	C
Is't Love or Friendship Dearest we obey	D
Ah thou art young and I am gray	D
But happy man is he who knows	E
How well time goes	E
With no unkind intruder by	C
Between such friends as thou and I	C
'Twould wrong thy favour Sweet were I to say	D
'Tis best by far	F
When best things are not possible	G
To make the best of those that are	F
For though it be not May	D
Sure few delights of Spring excel	H
The beauty of this mild September day	D
So with me walk	I
And view the dreaming field and bossy Autumn wood	J
And how in humble russet goes	E
The Spouse of Honour fair Repose	E
Far from a world whence love is fled	K
And truth is dying because joy is dead	K
And if we hear the roaring wheel	L
Of God's remoter service public zeal	L
Let us to stiller place retire	M
And glad admire	M
How near Him sounds of working cease	N
In little fervour and much peace	N
And let us talk	I
Of holy things in happy mood	O
Learnt of thy blest twin sister Certitude	O
Or let's about our neighbours chat	P
Well praising this less praising that	P
And judging outer strangers by	C
Those gentle and unsanction'd lines	Q
To which remorse of equity	A
Of old hath moved the School divines	Q
Or linger where this willow bends	Q
And let us till the melody be caught	R
Harken that sudden singing thought	S
On which unguess'd increase to life perchance depends	Q
He ne'er hears twice the same who hears	Q
The songs of heaven's unanimous spheres	Q
And this may be the song to make at last amends	Q
For many sighs and boons in vain long sought	S
Now careless let us stray or stop	T
To see the partridge from the covey drop	T
Or while the evening air's like yellow wine	U
From the pure stream take out	V
The playful trout	V
That jerks with rasping check the struggled line	U
Or to the Farm where high on trampled stacks	Q
The labourers stir themselves amain	U
To feed with hasty sheaves of grain	U
The deaf'ning engine's boisterous maw	W
And snatch again	U
From to and fro tormenting racks	Q
The toss'd and hustled straw	W
Whilst others tend the shedded wheat	X
That fills yon row of shuddering sacks	Q
Or shift them quick and bind them neat	X
And dogs and boys with sticks	Q
Wait murderous for the rats that leave the ruin'd ricks	Q
And all the bags being fill'd and rank'd fivefold they pour	Y
The treasure on the barn's clean floor	Y
And take them back for more	Y
Until the whole bared harvest beauteous lies	Q
Under our pleased and prosperous eyes	Q
Then let us give our idlest hour	Z
To the world's wisdom and its power	Z
Hear famous Golden Tongue refuse	Q
To gander sauce that's good for goose	Q
Or the great Clever Party con	U
How many grains of sifted sand	A2
Heap'd make a likely house to stand	A2
How many fools one Solomon	U
Science beyond all other lust	B2
Endow'd with appetite for dust	B2
We glance at where it grunts well sty'd	B2
And pass upon the other side	B2
Pass also by in pensive mood	B2
Taught by thy kind twin sister Certitude	B2
Yon puzzled crowd whose tired intent	B2
Hunts like a pack without a scent	B2
And now come home	C2
Where none of our mild days	Q
Can fail though simple to confess	Q
The magic of mysteriousness	Q
For there 'bide charming Wonders three	A
Besides Sweet thee	A
To comprehend whose commonest ways	Q
Ev'n could that be	A
Were coward's 'vantage and no true man's praise	Q

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