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I	A
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While envious crowds the summit view	B
Where Danger with Ambition strays	C
Or far with anxious step pursue	B
Pale Av'rice thro' his winding ways	C
The selfish passions in their train	D
Whose force the social ties unbind	E
And chill the love of human kind	E
And make fond Nature's best emotions vain	D
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II	A
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O poesy O nymph most dear	F
To whom I early gave my heart	E
Whose voice is sweetest to my ear	G
Of aught in nature or in art	E
Thou who canst all my breast controul	H
Come and thy harp of various cadence bring	I
And long with melting music swell the string	I
That suits the present temper of my soul	H
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III	A
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O ever gild my path of woe	J
And I the ills of life can bear	K
Let but thy lovely visions glow	J
And chase the forms of real care	K
O still when tempted to repine	D
At partial Fortune's frown severe	F
Wipe from my eyes the anxious tear	K
And whisper that thy soothing joys are mine	D
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IV	B
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When did my fancy ever frame	L
A dream of joy by thee unblest	E
When first my lips pronounc'd thy name	L
New pleasure warm'd my infant breast	E
I lov'd to form the jingling rhyme	M
The measur'd sounds tho' rude my ear could please	N
Could give the little pains of childhood ease	N
And long have sooth'd the keener pains of time	M
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V	B
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The idle crowd in fashion's train	D
Their trifling comment pert reply	H
Who talk so much yet talk in vain	D
How pleas'd for thee O nymph I fly	H
For thine is all the wealth of mind	E
Thine the unborrow'd gems of thought	E
The flash of light by souls refin'd	E
From heav'n's empyreal source exulting caught	E
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VI	H
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And ah when destin'd to forego	J
The social hour with those I love	B
That charm which brightens all below	J
That joy all other joys above	B
And dearer to this breast of mine	D
O Muse than aught thy magic power can give	B
Then on the gloom of lonely sadness shine	D
And bid thy airy forms around me live	B
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VII	B
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Thy page O SHAKESPEARE let me view	B
Thine at whose name my bosom glows	O
Proud that my earliest breath I drew	B
In that blest isle where SHAKESPEARE rose	O
Where shall my dazzled glances roll	H
Shall I pursue gay Ariel's flight	E
Or wander where those hags of night	E
With deeds unnam'd shall freeze my trembling soul	H
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VIII	B
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Plunge me foul sisters in the gloom	P
Ye wrap around yon blasted heath	Q
To hear the harrowing rite I come	R
That calls the angry shades from death	S
Away my frighted bosom spare	K
Let true Cordelia pour her filial sigh	B
Let Desdemona lift her pleading eye	B
And poor Ophelia sing in wild despair	K
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IX	O
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When the bright noon of summer streams	O
In one wide flash of lavish day	E
As soon shall mortal count the beams	O
As tell the powers of SHAKESPEARE'S lay	E
O Nature's Poet the untaught	E
The simple mind thy tale pursues	O
And wonders by what art it views	O
The perfect image of each native thought	E
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X	O
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In those still moments when the breast	E
Expanded leaves its cares behind	E
Glows by some higher thought possest	E
And feels the energies of mind	E
Then awful MILTON raise the veil	H
That hides from human eye the heav'nly throng	T
Immortal sons of light I hear your song	T
I hear your high tun'd harps creation hail	H
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XI	O
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Well might creation claim your care	K
And well the string of rapture move	B
When all was perfect good and fair	K
When all was music joy and love	B
Ere Evil's inauspicious birth	U
Chang'd Nature's harmony to strife	B
And wild Remorse abhorring life	B
And deep Affliction spread their shade on earth	U
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XII	O
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Blest Poesy O sent to calm	V
The human pains which all must feel	H
Still shed on life thy precious balm	V
And every wound of nature heal	H
Is there a heart of human frame	L
Along the burning track of torrid light	E
Or 'mid the fearful waste of polar night	E
That never glow'd at thy inspiring name	L
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XIII	O
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Ye Southern Isles emerg'd so late	E
Where the Pacific billow rolls	O
Witness though rude your simple state	E
How heav'n taught verse can melt your souls	O
Say when you hear the wand'ring bard	E
How thrill'd ye listen to his lay	E
By what kind arts ye court his stay	E
All savage life affords his sure reward	E
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XIV	B
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So when great HOMER 'S chiefs prepare	K
Awhile from War's rude toils releas'd	E
The pious hecatomb and share	K
The flowing bowl and genial feast	E
Some heav'nly minstrel sweeps the lyre	W
While all applaud the poet's native art	E
For him they heap the viand's choicest part	E
And copious goblets crown the Muse's fire	X
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XV	B
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Ev'n here in scenes of pride and gain	D
Where faint each genuine feeling glows	O
Here Nature asks in want and pain	D
The dear illusions verse bestows	O
The poor from hunger and from cold	E
Spare one small coin the ballad's price	O
Admire their poet's quaint device	O
And marvel much at all his rhymes unfold	E
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XVI	B
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Ye children lost in forests drear	X
Still o'er your wrongs each bosom grieves	O
And long the red breast shall be dear	X
Who strew'd each little corpse with leaves	O
For you my earliest tears were shed	E
For you the gaudy doll I pleas'd forsook	Y
And heard with hands uprais'd and eager look	Y
The cruel tale and wish'd ye were not dead	E
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XVII	B
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And still on Scotia's northern shore	X
At times between the rushing blast	E
Recording mem'ry loves to pour	X
The mournful song of ages past	E
Come lonely Bard of other years	O
While dim the half seen moon of varying skies	O
While sad the wind along the grey moss sighs	O
And give my pensive heart the joy of tears	O
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XVIII	B
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The various tropes that splendour dart	E
Around the modern poet's line	D
Where borrow'd from the sphere of art	E
Unnumber'd gay allusions shine	D
Have not a charm my breast to please	O
Like the blue mist the meteor's beam	Z
The dark brow'd rock the mountain stream	Z
And the light thistle waving in the breeze	O
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XIX	O
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Wild Poesy in haunts sublime	M
Delights her lofty note to pour	X
She loves the hanging rock to climb	M
And hear the sweeping torrent roar	X
The little scene of cultur'd grace	O
But faintly her expanded bosom warms	O
She seeks the daring stroke the awful charms	O
Which Nature's pencil throws on Nature's face	O
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XX	O
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O Nature thou whose works divine	D
Such rapture in this breast inspire	X
As makes me dream one spark is mine	D
Of Poesy's celestial fire	X
When doom'd in cities pent to leave	B
The kindling morn's unfolding view	B
Which ever wears some aspect new	B
And all the shadowy forms of soothing eve	B
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XXI	O
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Then THOMSON then be ever near	X
And paint whatever season reigns	O
Still let me see the varying year	X
And worship Nature in thy strains	O
Now when the wint'ry tempests roll	H
Unfold their dark and desolating form	A2
Rush in the savage madness of the storm	A2
And spread those horrors that exalt my soul	H
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XXII	O
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And POPE the music of thy verse	O
Shall winter's dreary gloom dispel	H
And fond remembrance oft rehearse	O
The moral song she knows so well	H
The sportive sylphs shall flutter here	X
There Eloise in anguish pale	H
Kiss with cold lips the sacred veil	H
And drop with every bead too soft a tear	X
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XXIII	O
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When disappointment's sick'ning pain	D
With chilling sadness numbs my breast	E
That feels its dearest hope was vain	D
And bids its fruitless struggles rest	E
When those for whom I wish to live	B
With cold suspicion wrong my aching heart	E
Or doom'd from those for ever lov'd to part	E
And feel a sharper pang than death can give	B
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XXIV	B
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Then with the mournful Bard I go	J
Whom melancholy mark'd her own	D
While tolls the curfew solemn slow	J
And wander amid graves unknown	D
With yon pale orb lov'd poet come	R
While from those elms long shadows spread	E
And where the lines of light are shed	E
Read the fond record of the rustic tomb	P
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XXV	B
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Or let me o'er old Conway's flood	E
Hang on the frowning rock and trace	O
The characters that wove in blood	E
Stamp'd the dire fate of EDWARD'S race	O
Proud tyrant tear thy laurell'd plume	P
How po	J