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And there we were together again	A
Together again we three	B
Morgan Fingal fiddle and all	C
They had come for the night with me	B
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The spirit of joy was in Morgan's wrist	D
There were songs in Fingal's throat	E
And secure outside for the spray to drench	F
Was a tossed and empty boat	E
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And there were the pipes and there was the punch	G
And somewhere were twelve years	H
So it came in the manner of things unsought	E
That a quick knock vexed our ears	H
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The night wind hovered and shrieked and snarled	E
And I heard Fingal swear	I
Then I opened the door but I found no more	J
Than a chalk skinned woman there	I
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I looked and at last What is it I said	E
What is it that we can do	E
But never a word could I get from her	K
But You you three it is you	E
	-
Now the sense of a crazy speech like that	E
Was more than a man could make	L
So I said But we we are what we three	B
And I saw the creature shake	L
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Be quick she cried for I left her dead	E
And I was afraid to come	M
But you you three God made it be	B
Will ferry the dead girl home	N
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Be quick be quick but listen to that	E
Who is that makes it hark	O
But I heard no more than a knocking splash	P
And a wind that shook the dark	O
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It is only the wind that blows I said	E
And the boat that rocks outside	E
And I watched her there and I pitied her there	I
Be quick be quick she cried	E
	-
She cried so loud that her voice went in	Q
To find where my two friends were	K
So Morgan came and Fingal came	R
And out we went with her	K
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'T was a lonely way for a man to take	L
And a fearsome way for three	B
And over the water and all day long	S
They had come for the night with me	B
	-
But the girl was dead as the woman had said	E
And the best we could see to do	E
Was to lay her aboard The north wind roared	E
And into the night we flew	E
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Four of us living and one for a ghost	E
Furrowing crest and swell	T
Through the surge and the dark for that faint far spark	O
We ploughed with Azrael	T
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Three of us ruffled and one gone mad	E
Crashing to south we went	E
And three of us there were too spattered to care	I
What this late sailing meant	E
	-
So down we steered and along we tore	J
Through the flash of the midnight foam	N
Silent enough to be ghosts on guard	E
We ferried the dead girl home	N
	-
We ferried her down to the voiceless wharf	U
And we carried her up to the light	E
And we left the two to the father there	I
Who counted the coals that night	E
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Then back we steered through the foam again	A
But our thoughts were fast and few	E
And all we did was to crowd the surge	V
And to measure the life we knew	E
	-
Till at last we came where a dancing gleam	W
Skipped out to us we three	B
And the dark wet mooring pointed home	N
Like a finger from the sea	B
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Then out we pushed the teetering skiff	X
And in we drew to the stairs	Y
And up we went each man content	E
With a life that fed no cares	Y
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Fingers were cold and feet were cold	E
And the tide was cold and rough	Z
But the light was warm and the room was warm	A2
And the world was good enough	Z
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And there were the pipes and there was the punch	G
More shrewd than Satan's tears	Y
Fingal had fashioned it all by himself	B2
With a craft that comes of years	H
	-
And there we were together again	A
Together again we three	B
Morgan Fingal fiddle and all	T
They were there for the night with me	B

Edwin Arlington Robinson

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