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Two brothers Oakes and Oliver	A
Two gentle men as ever were	A
Would roam no longer but abide	B
In Linndale where their fathers died	B
And each would be a gardener	A
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Now first we fence the garden through	C
With this for me and that for you	C
Said Oliver Divine said Oakes	D
And I while I raise artichokes	D
Will do what I was born to do	C
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But this is not the soil you know	E
Said Oliver to make them grow	E
The parent of us who is dead	F
Compassionately shook his head	F
Once on a time and told me so	E
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I hear you gentle Oliver	A
Said Oakes and in your character	A
I find as fair a thing indeed	G
As ever bloomed and ran to seed	G
Since Adam was a gardener	A
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Still whatsoever I find there	H
Forgive me if I do not share	H
The knowing gloom that you take on	I
Of one who doubted and is done	J
For chemistry meets every prayer	H
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Sometimes a rock will meet a plough	K
Said Oliver but anyhow	K
'Tis here we are 'tis here we live	L
With each to take and each to give	M
There's no room for a quarrel now	K
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I leave you in all gentleness	N
To science and a ripe success	O
Now God be with you brother Oakes	D
With you and with your artichokes	D
You have the vision more or less	O
	-
By fate that gives to me no choice	P
I have the vision and the voice	P
Dear Oliver believe in me	Q
And we shall see what we shall see	Q
Henceforward let us both rejoice	P
	-
But first while we have joy to spare	H
We'll plant a little here and there	H
And if you be not in the wrong	R
We'll sing together such a song	R
As no man yet sings anywhere	H
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They planted and with fruitful eyes	S
Attended each his enterprise	S
Now days will come and days will go	E
And many a way be found we know	E
Said Oakes and we shall sing likewise	S
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The days will go the years will go	E
And many a song be sung we know	E
Said Oliver and if there be	Q
Good harvesting for you and me	Q
Who cares if we sing loud or low	E
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They planted once and twice and thrice	T
Like amateurs in paradise	T
And every spring fond foiled elate	U
Said Oakes We are in tune with Fate	U
One season longer will suffice	T
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Year after year 'twas all the same	V
With none to envy none to blame	V
They lived along in innocence	W
Nor ever once forgot the fence	X
Till on a day the Stranger came	V
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He came to greet them where they were	A
And he too was a Gardener	A
He stood between these gentle men	Y
He stayed a little while and then	Y
The land was all for Oliver	A
	-
'Tis Oliver who tills alone	Z
Two gardens that are now his own	Z
'Tis Oliver who sows and reaps	A2
And listens while the other sleeps	A2
For songs undreamed of and unknown	Z
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'Tis he the gentle anchorite	U
Who listens for them day and night	U
But most he hears them in the dawn	B2
When from his trees across the lawn	B2
Birds ring the chorus of the light	U
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He cannot sing without the voice	P
But he may worship and rejoice	P
For patience in him to remain	C2
The chosen heir of age and pain	C2
Instead of Oakes who had no choice	P
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'Tis Oliver who sits beside	U
The other's grave at eventide	U
And smokes and wonders what new race	D2
Will have two gardens by God's grace	D2
In Linndale where their fathers died	U
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And often while he sits and smokes	D
He sees the ghost of gentle Oakes	D
Uprooting with a restless hand	U
Soft shadowy flowers in a land	U
Of asphodels and artichokes	D

Edwin Arlington Robinson

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