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I	A
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Never and never my girl riding far and near	B
In the land of the hearthstone tales and spelled asleep	C
Fear or believe that the wolf in a sheepwhite hood	D
Loping and bleating roughly and blithely shall leap	C
My dear my dear	B
Out of a lair in the flocked leaves in the dew dipped year	B
To eat your heart in the house in the rosy wood	D
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Sleep good for ever slow and deep spelled rare and wise	E
My girl ranging the night in the rose and shire	F
Of the hobnail tales no gooseherd or swine will turn	G
Into a homestall king or hamlet of fire	H
And prince of ice	I
To court the honeyed heart from your side before sunrise	E
In a spinney of ringed boys and ganders spike and burn	G
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Nor the innocent lie in the rooting dingle wooed	J
And staved and riven among plumes my rider weep	C
From the broomed witch's spume you are shielded by fern	G
And flower of country sleep and the greenwood keep	C
Lie fast and soothed	K
Safe be and smooth from the bellows of the rushy brood	J
Never my girl until tolled to sleep by the stern	G
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Bell believe or fear that the rustic shade or spell	L
Shall harrow and snow the blood while you ride wide and near	B
For who unmanningly haunts the mountain ravened eaves	M
Or skulks in the dell moon but moonshine echoing clear	B
From the starred well	L
A hill touches an angel Out of a saint's cell	L
The nightbird lauds through nunneries and domes of leaves	M
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Her robin breasted tree three Marys in the rays	N
Sanctum sanctorum the animal eye of the wood	D
In the rain telling its beads and the gravest ghost	O
The owl at its knelling Fox and holt kneel before blood	P
Now the tales praise	N
The star rise at pasture and nightlong the fables graze	N
On the lord's table of the bowing grass Fear most	O
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For ever of all not the wolf in his baaing hood	D
Nor the tusked prince in the ruttish farm at the rind	Q
And mire of love but the Thief as meek as the dew	R
The country is holy O bide in that country kind	Q
Know the green good	D
Under the prayer wheeling moon in the rosy wood	D
Be shielded by chant and flower and gay may you	R
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Lie in grace Sleep spelled at rest in the lowly house	S
In the squirrel nimble grove under linen and thatch	T
And star held and blessed though you scour the high four	U
Winds from the dousing shade and the roarer at the latch	T
Cool in your vows	V
Yet out of the beaked web dark and the pouncing boughs	V
Be you sure the Thief will seek a way sly and sure	W
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And sly as snow and meek as dew blown to the thorn	X
This night and each vast night until the stern bell talks	Y
In the tower and tolls to sleep over the stalls	Z
Of the hearthstone tales my own lost love and the soul walks	Y
The waters shorn	X
This night and each night since the falling star you were born	X
Ever and ever he finds a way as the snow falls	Z
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As the rain falls hail on the fleece as the vale mist rides	A2
Through the haygold stalls as the dew falls on the wind	Q
Milled dust of the apple tree and the pounded islands	B2
Of the morning leaves as the star falls as the winged	C2
Apple seed glides	A2
And falls and flowers in the yawning wound at our sides	A2
As the world falls silent as the cyclone of silence	D2
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II	A
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Night and the reindeer on the clouds above the haycocks	D2
And the wings of the great roc ribboned for the fair	E2
The leaping saga of prayer And high there on the hare	E2
Heeled winds the rooks	D2
Cawing from their black bethels soaring the holy books	D2
Of birds Among the cocks like fire the red fox	D2
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Burning Night and the vein of birds in the winged sloe wrist	F2
Of the wood Pastoral beat of blood through the laced leaves	D2
The stream from the priest black wristed spinney and sleeves	D2
Of thistling frost	G2
Of the nightingale's din and tale The upgiven ghost	O
Of the dingle torn to singing and the surpliced	O
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Hill of cypresses The din and tale in the skimmed	O
Yard of the buttermilk rain on the pail The sermon	H2
Of blood The bird loud vein The saga from mermen	H2
To seraphim	I2
Leaping The gospel rooks All tell this night of him	I2
Who comes as red as the fox and sly as the heeled wind	O
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Illumination of music the lulled black backed	O
Gull on the wave with sand in its eyes And the foal moves	D2
Through the shaken greensward lake silent on moonshod hooves	D2
In the winds' wakes	D2
Music of elements that a miracle makes	D2
Earth air water fire singing into the white act	O
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The haygold haired my love asleep and the rift blue	R
Eyed in the haloed house in her rareness and hilly	J2
High riding held and blessed and true and so stilly	J2
Lying the sky	A
Might cross its planets the bell weep night gather her eyes	D2
The Thief fall on the dead like the willy nilly dew	R
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Only for the turning of the earth in her holy	J2
Heart Slyly slowly hearing the wound in her side go	K2
Round the sun he comes to my love like the designed snow	K2
And truly he	J2
Flows to the strand of flowers like the dew's ruly sea	J2
And surely he sails like the ship shape clouds Oh he	J2
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Comes designed to my love to steal not her tide raking	L2
Wound nor her riding high nor her eyes nor kindled hair	E2
But her faith that each vast night and the saga of prayer	E2
He comes to take	M2
Her faith that this last night for his unsacred sake	M2
He comes to leave her in the lawless sun awaking	M2
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Naked and forsaken to grieve he will not come	I2
Ever and ever by all your vows believe and fear	B
My dear this night he comes and night without end my dear	B
Since you were born	H2
And you shall wake from country sleep this dawn and each first dawn	H2
Your faith as deathless as the outcry of the ruled sun	H2

Dylan Thomas

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