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When Newton saw an apple fall he found	A
In that slight startle from his contemplation	B
'Tis said for I 'll not answer above ground	A
For any sage's creed or calculation	B
A mode of proving that the earth turn'd round	A
In a most natural whirl called 'gravitation '	C
And this is the sole mortal who could grapple	D
Since Adam with a fall or with an apple	D
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Man fell with apples and with apples rose	E
If this be true for we must deem the mode	F
In which Sir Isaac Newton could disclose	E
Through the then unpaved stars the turnpike road	F
A thing to counterbalance human woes	E
For ever since immortal man hath glow'd	F
With all kinds of mechanics and full soon	G
Steam engines will conduct him to the moon	G
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And wherefore this exordium Why just now	H
In taking up this paltry sheet of paper	I
My bosom underwent a glorious glow	J
And my internal spirit cut a caper	I
And though so much inferior as I know	J
To those who by the dint of glass and vapour	I
Discover stars and sail in the wind's eye	K
I wish to do as much by poesy	E
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In the wind's eye I have sail'd and sail but for	I
The stars I own my telescope is dim	L
But at least I have shunn'd the common shore	I
And leaving land far out of sight would skim	L
The ocean of eternity the roar	I
Of breakers has not daunted my slight trim	L
But still sea worthy skiff and she may float	M
Where ships have founder'd as doth many a boat	M
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We left our hero Juan in the bloom	N
Of favouritism but not yet in the blush	O
And far be it from my Muses to presume	N
For I have more than one Muse at a push	P
To follow him beyond the drawing room	N
It is enough that Fortune found him flush	O
Of youth and vigour beauty and those things	E
Which for an instant clip enjoyment's wings	E
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But soon they grow again and leave their nest	Q
'Oh ' saith the Psalmist 'that I had a dove's	E
Pinions to flee away and be at rest '	-
And who that recollects young years and loves	E
Though hoary now and with a withering breast	Q
And palsied fancy which no longer roves	E
Beyond its dimm'd eye's sphere but would much rather	I
Sigh like his son than cough like his grandfather	I
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But sighs subside and tears even widows' shrink	R
Like Arno in the summer to a shallow	J
So narrow as to shame their wintry brink	R
Which threatens inundations deep and yellow	J
Such difference doth a few months make You 'd think	R
Grief a rich field which never would lie fallow	J
No more it doth its ploughs but change their boys	E
Who furrow some new soil to sow for joys	E
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But coughs will come when sighs depart and now	H
And then before sighs cease for oft the one	B
Will bring the other ere the lake like brow	H
Is ruffled by a wrinkle or the sun	B
Of life reach'd ten o'clock and while a glow	J
Hectic and brief as summer's day nigh done	B
O'erspreads the cheek which seems too pure for clay	S
Thousands blaze love hope die how happy they	S
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But Juan was not meant to die so soon	G
We left him in the focus of such glory	I
As may be won by favour of the moon	G
Or ladies' fancies rather transitory	I
Perhaps but who would scorn the month of June	G
Because December with his breath so hoary	I
Must come Much rather should he court the ray	S
To hoard up warmth against a wintry day	S
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Besides he had some qualities which fix	E
Middle aged ladies even more than young	T
The former know what's what while new fledged chicks	E
Know little more of love than what is sung	T
In rhymes or dreamt for fancy will play tricks	E
In visions of those skies from whence Love sprung	T
Some reckon women by their suns or years	E
I rather think the moon should date the dears	E
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And why because she's changeable and chaste	U
I know no other reason whatsoe'er	S
Suspicious people who find fault in haste	U
May choose to tax me with which is not fair	S
Nor flattering to 'their temper or their taste '	-
As my friend Jeffrey writes with such an air	S
However I forgive him and I trust	V
He will forgive himself if not I must	V
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Old enemies who have become new friends	E
Should so continue 'tis a point of honour	S
And I know nothing which could make amends	E
For a return to hatred I would shun her	S
Like garlic howsoever she extends	E
Her hundred arms and legs and fain outrun her	S
Old flames new wives become our bitterest foes	E
Converted foes should scorn to join with those	E
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This were the worst desertion renegadoes	E
Even shuffling Southey that incarnate lie	K
Would scarcely join again the 'reformadoes '	-
Whom he forsook to fill the laureate's sty	K
And honest men from Iceland to Barbadoes	E
Whether in Caledon or Italy	I
Should not veer round with every breath nor seize	E
To pain the moment when you cease to please	E
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The lawyer and the critic but behold	W
The baser sides of literature and life	X
And nought remains unseen but much untold	W
By those who scour those double vales of strife	X
While common men grow ignorantly old	W
The lawyer's brief is like the surgeon's knife	X
Dissecting the whole inside of a question	B
And with it all the process of digestion	B
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A legal broom's a moral chimney sweeper	S
And that's the reason he himself's so dirty	I
The endless soot bestows a tint far deeper	S
Than can be hid by altering his shirt he	I
Retains the sable stains of the dark creeper	S
At least some twenty nine do out of thirty	I
In all their habits not so you I own	Y
As Caesar wore his robe you wear your gown	Z
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And all our little feuds at least all mine	A2
Dear Jefferson once my most redoubted foe	J
As far as rhyme and criticism combine	A2
To make such puppets of us things below	J
Are over Here's a health to 'Auld Lang Syne '	-
I do not know you and may never know	J
Your face but you have acted on the whole	B2
Most nobly and I own it from my soul	B2
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And when I use the phrase of 'Auld Lang Syne '	-
'Tis not address'd to you the more 's the pity	I
For me for I would rather take my wine	A2
With you than aught save Scott in your proud city	I
But somehow it may seem a schoolboy's whine	A2
And yet I seek not to be grand nor witty	I
But I am half a Scot by birth and bred	C2
A whole one and my heart flies to my head	C2
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As 'Auld Lang Syne' brings Scotland one and all	D2
Scotch plaids Scotch snoods the blue hills and clear streams	E
The Dee the Don Balgounie's brig's black wall	D2
All my boy feelings all my gentler dreams	E
Of what I then dreamt clothed in their own pall	E2
Like Banquo's offspring floating past me seems	E
My childhood in this childishness of mine	A2
I care not 'tis a glimpse of 'Auld Lang Syne '	-
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And though as you remember in a fit	F2
Of wrath and rhyme when juvenile and curly	I
I rail'd at Scots to show my wrath and wit	F2
Which must be own'd was sensitive and surly	I
Yet 't is in vain such sallies to permit	F2
They cannot quench young feelings fresh and early	I
I 'scotch'd not kill'd' the Scotchman in my blood	G2
And love the land of 'mountain and of flood '	-
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Don Juan who was real or ideal	H2
For both are much the same since what men think	R
Exists when the once thinkers are less real	H2
Than what they thought for mind can never sink	R
And 'gainst the body makes a strong appeal	H2
And yet 'tis very puzzling on the brink	R
Of what is call'd eternity to stare	S
And know no more of what is here than there	S
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Don Juan grew a very polish'd Russian	B
How we won't mention why we need not say	E
Few youthful minds can stand the strong concussion	B
Of any slight temptation in their way	E
But his just now were spread as is a cushion	B
Smooth'd for a monarch's seat of honour gay	E
Damsels and dances revels ready money	I
Made ice seem paradise and winter sunny	I
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The favour of the empress was agreeable	D
And though the duty wax'd a little hard	I2
Young people at his time of life should be able	D
To come off handsomely in that regard	I2
He was now growing up like a green tree able	D
For love war or ambition which reward	J2
Their luckier votaries till old age's tedium	K2
Make some prefer the circulating medium	K2
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About this time as might have been anticipated	G2
Seduced by youth and dangerous examples	E
Don Juan grew I fear a little dissipated	L2
Which is a sad thing and not only tramples	E
On our fresh feelings but as	E