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In Tilbury Town did Old King Cole	A
A wise old age anticipate	B
Desiring with his pipe and bowl	A
No Khan's extravagant estate	B
No crown annoyed his honest head	C
No fiddlers three were called or needed	D
For two disastrous heirs instead	C
Made music more than ever three did	E
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Bereft of her with whom his life	F
Was harmony without a flaw	G
He took no other for a wife	F
Nor sighed for any that he saw	G
And if he doubted his two sons	H
And heirs Alexis and Evander	I
He might have been as doubtful once	J
Of Robert Burns and Alexander	I
	-
Alexis in his early youth	K
Began to steal from old and young	L
Likewise Evander and the truth	K
Was like a bad taste on his tongue	L
Born thieves and liars their affair	M
Seemed only to be tarred with evil	N
The most insufferable pair	M
Of scamps that ever cheered the devil	N
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The world went on their fame went on	O
And they went on from bad to worse	P
Till goaded hot with nothing done	Q
And each accoutred with a curse	P
The friends of Old King Cole by twos	R
And fours and sevens and elevens	H
Pronounced unalterable views	R
Of doings that were not of heaven's	H
	-
And having learned again whereby	S
Their baleful zeal had come about	T
King Cole met many a wrathful eye	S
So kindly that its wrath went out	T
Or partly out Say what they would	U
He seemed the more to court their candor	I
But never told what kind of good	U
Was in Alexis and Evander	I
	-
And Old King Cole with many a puff	V
That haloed his urbanity	U
Would smoke till he had smoked enough	V
And listen most attentively	W
He beamed as with an inward light	U
That had the Lord's assurance in it	U
And once a man was there all night	U
Expecting something every minute	U
	-
But whether from too little thought	U
Or too much fealty to the bowl	A
A dim reward was all he got	U
For sitting up with Old King Cole	A
Though mine the father mused aloud	U
Are not the sons I would have chosen	Q
Shall I less evilly endowed	U
By their infirmity be frozen	Q
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They'll have a bad end I'll agree	W
But I was never born to groan	X
For I can see what I can see	W
And I'm accordingly alone	X
With open heart and open door	Y
I love my friends I like my neighbors	Z
But if I try to tell you more	Y
Your doubts will overmatch my labors	Z
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This pipe would never make me calm	A2
This bowl my grief would never drown	B2
For grief like mine there is no balm	A2
In Gilead or in Tilbury Town	B2
And if I see what I can see	W
I know not any way to blind it	U
Nor more if any way may be	W
For you to grope or fly to find it	U
	-
There may be room for ruin yet	U
And ashes for a wasted love	C2
Or like One whom you may forget	U
I may have meat you know not of	C2
And if I'd rather live than weep	D2
Meanwhile do you find that surprising	E2
Why bless my soul the man's asleep	D2
That's good The sun will soon be rising	E2

Edwin Arlington Robinson

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