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'The epochs of our life are not in the facts but in the	A
silent thought by the wayside as we walk ' Emerson	B
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I Youth	C
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Sweet empty sky of June without a stain	D
Faint gray blue dewy mists on far off hills	E
Warm yellow sunlight flooding mead and plain	D
That each dark copse and hollow overfills	E
The rippling laugh of unseen rain fed rills	E
Weeds delicate flowered white and pink and gold	F
A murmur and a singing manifold	F
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The gray austere old earth renews her youth	C
With dew lines sunshine gossamer and haze	E
How still she lies and dreams and veils the truth	C
While all is fresh as in the early days	E
What simple things be these the soul to raise	E
To bounding joy and make young pulses beat	G
With nameless pleasure finding life so sweet	G
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On such a golden morning forth there floats	E
Between the soft earth and the softer sky	H
In the warm air adust with glistening motes	E
The mystic winged and flickering butterfly	H
A human soul that hovers giddily	H
Among the gardens of earth's paradise	E
Nor dreams of fairer fields or loftier skies	E
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II Regret	I
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Thin summer rain on grass and bush and hedge	J
Reddening the road and deepening the green	K
On wide blurred lawn and in close tangled sedge	J
Veiling in gray the landscape stretched between	K
These low broad meadows and the pale hills seen	K
But dimly on the far horizon's edge	J
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In these transparent clouded gentle skies	E
Wherethrough the moist beams of the soft June sun	B
Might any moment break no sorrow lies	E
No note of grief in swollen brooks that run	B
No hint of woe in this subdued calm tone	L
Of all the prospect unto dreamy eyes	E
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Only a tender unnamed half regret	I
For the lost beauty of the gracious morn	M
A yearning aspiration fainter yet	I
For brighter suns in joyous days unborn	M
Now while brief showers ruffle grass and corn	M
And all the earth lies shadowed grave and wet	I
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Space for the happy soul to pause again	N
From pure content of all unbroken bliss	E
To dream the future void of grief and pain	D
And muse upon the past in reveries	E
More sweet for knowledge that the present is	E
Not all complete with mist and clouds and rain	D
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III Longing	O
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Look westward o'er the steaming rain washed slopes	E
Now satisfied with sunshine and behold	F
Those lustrous clouds as glorious as our hopes	E
Softened with feathery fleece of downy gold	F
In all fantastic huddled shapes uprolled	F
Floating like dreams and melting silently	H
In the blue upper regions of pure sky	H
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The eye is filled with beauty and the heart	F
Rejoiced with sense of life and peace renewed	F
And yet at such an hour as this upstart	F
Vague myriad longing restless unsubdued	F
And causeless tears from melancholy mood	F
Strange discontent with earth's and nature's best	F
Desires and yearnings that may find no rest	F
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IV Storm	P
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Serene was morning with clear winnowed air	Q
But threatening soon the low blue mass of cloud	F
Rose in the west with mutterings faint and rare	Q
At first but waxing frequent and more loud	F
Thick sultry mists the distant hill tops shroud	F
The sunshine dies athwart black skies of lead	F
Flash noiselessly thin threads of lightning red	F
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Breathless the earth seems waiting some wild blow	H
Dreaded but far too close to ward or shun	B
Scared birds aloft fly aimless and below	H
Naught stirs in fields whence light and life are gone	R
Save floating leaves with wisps of straw and down	S
Upon the heavy air 'neath blue black skies	E
Livid and yellow the green landscape lies	E
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And all the while the dreadful thunder breaks	E
Within the hollow circle of the hills	E
With gathering might that angry echoes wakes	E
And earth and heaven with unused clamor fills	E
O'erhead still flame those strange electric thrills	E
A moment more behold yon bolt struck home	T
And over ruined fields the storm hath come	U
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V Surprise	E
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When the stunned soul can first lift tired eyes	E
On her changed world of ruin waste and wrack	V
Ah what a pang of aching sharp surprise	E
Brings all sweet memories of the lost past back	V
With wild self pitying grief of one betrayed	F
Duped in a land of dreams where Truth is dead	F
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Are these the heavens that she deemed were kind	F
Is this the world that yesterday was fair	Q
What painted images of folk half blind	F
Be these who pass her by as vague as air	Q
What go they seeking there is naught to find	F
Let them come nigh and hearken her despair	Q
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A mocking lie is all she once believed	F
And where her heart throbbed is a cold dead stone	L
This is a doom we never preconceived	F
Yet now she cannot fancy it undone	B
Part of herself part of the whole hard scheme	W
All else is but the shadow of a dream	W
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VI Grief	X
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There is a hungry longing in the soul	H
A craving sense of emptiness and pain	D
She may not satisfy nor yet control	H
For all the teeming world looks void and vain	D
No compensation in eternal spheres	E
She knows the loneliness of all her years	E
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There is no comfort looking forth nor back	V
The present gives the lie to all her past	F
Will cruel time restore what she doth lack	V
Why was no shadow of this doom forecast	F
Ah she hath played with many a keen edged thing	O
Naught is too small and soft to turn and sting	O
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In the unnatural glory of the hour	Y
Exalted over time and death and fate	F
No earthly task appears beyond her power	Y
No possible endurance seemeth great	F
She knows her misery and her majesty	F
And recks not if she be to live or die	F
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VII Acceptance	E
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Yea she hath looked Truth grimly face to face	E
And drained unto the lees the proffered cup	Z
This silence is not patience nor the grace	E
Of recognition meekly offered up	Z
But mere acceptance fraught with keenest pain	D
Seeing that all her struggles must be vain	D
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Her future clear and terrible outlies	E
This burden to be borne through all her days	E
This crown of thorns pressed down above her eyes	E
This weight of trouble she may never raise	E
No reconcilement doth she ask nor wait	F
Knowing such things are she endures her fate	F
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No brave endeavor of the broken will	H
To cling to such poor stays as will abide	F
Although the waves be wild and angry still	H
After the lapsing of the swollen tide	F
No fear of further loss no hope of gain	D
Naught but the apathy of weary pain	D
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VIII Loneliness	E
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All stupor of surprise hath passed away	A2
She sees with clearer vision than before	B2
A world far off of light and laughter gay	A2
Herself alone and lonely evermore	B2
Folk come and go and reach her in no wise	E
Mere flitting phantoms to her heavy eyes	E
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All outward things that once seemed part of her	Y
Fall from her like the leaves in autumn shed	F
She feels as one embalmed in spice and myrrh	Y
With the heart eaten out a long time dead	F
Unchanged without the features and the form	P
Within devoured by the thin red worm	C2
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By her own prowess she must stand or fall	H
This grief is to be conquered day by day	A2
Who could befriend her who could make this small	H
Or her strength great she meets it as she may	A2
A weary struggle and a constant pain	D
She dreams not they may ever cease nor wane	D
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IX Sympathy	F
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It comes not in such wise as she had deemed	F
Else might she still have clung to her despair	Q
More tender grateful than she could have dreamed	F
Fond hands passed pitying over brows and hair	Q
And gentle words borne softly through the air	Q
Calming her weary sense and wildered mind	F
By welcome dear communion with her kind	F
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Ah she forswore all words as empty lies	E
What speech could help encourage or repair	Q
Yet when she meets these grave indulgent eyes	E
Fulfilled with pity simplest words are fair	Q
Caressing meaningless that do not dare	Q
To compensate or mend but merely soothe	D2
With hopeful visions after bitter Truth	C
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One who through conquered trouble had grown wise	E
To read the grief unspoken unexpressed	F
The misery of the blank and heavy eyes	E
Or through youth's infinite compassion guessed	F
The heavy burden such	E2