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A fairy ring	A
Drawn in the crimson of a battle plain	B
From whose weird circle every loathsome thing	A
And sight and sound of pain	B
Are banished while about it in the air	C
And from the ground and from the low hung skies	D
Throng in a vision fair	C
As ever lit a prophet's dying eyes	D
Gleams of that unseen world	E
That lies about us rainbow tinted shapes	F
With starry wings unfurled	E
Poised for a moment on such airy capes	F
As pierce the golden foam	G
Of sunset's silent main	B
Would image what in this enchanted dome	G
Amid the night of war and death	H
In which the arm ed city draws its breath	H
We have built up	I
For though no wizard wand or magic cup	I
The spell hath wrought	J
Within this charm ed fane we ope the gates	K
Of that divinest Fairy land	L
Where under loftier fates	K
Than rule the vulgar earth on which we stand	L
Move the bright creatures of the realm of thought	J
Shut for one happy evening from the flood	M
That roars around us here you may behold	N
As if a desert way	O
Could blossom and unfold	N
A garden fresh with May	O
Substantialized in breathing flesh and blood	M
Souls that upon the poet's page	P
Have lived from age to age	P
And yet have never donned this mortal clay	O
A golden strand	L
Shall sometimes spread before you like the isle	Q
Where fair Miranda's smile	Q
Met the sweet stranger whom the father's art	R
Had led unto her heart	R
Which like a bud that waited for the light	S
Burst into bloom at sight	S
Love shall grow softer in each maiden's eyes	D
As Juliet leans her cheek upon her hand	L
And prattles to the night	S
Anon a reverend form	T
With tattered robe and forehead bare	C
That challenge all the torments of the air	C
Goes by	U
And the pent feelings choke in one long sigh	U
While as the mimic thunder rolls you hear	V
The noble wreck of Lear	W
Reproach like things of life the ancient skies	D
And commune with the storm	T
Lo next a dim and silent chamber where	C
Wrapt in glad dreams in which perchance the Moor	X
Tells his strange story o'er	Y
The gentle Desdemona chastely lies	D
Unconscious of the loving murderer nigh	U
Then through a hush like death	H
Stalks Denmark's mail ed ghost	Z
And Hamlet enters with that thoughtful breath	H
Which is the trumpet to a countless host	Z
Of reasons but which wakes no deed from sleep	A2
For while it calls to strife	B2
He pauses on the very brink of fact	C2
To toy as with the shadow of an act	C2
And utter those wise saws that cut so deep	A2
Into the core of life	B2
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Nor shall be wanting many a scene	D2
Where forms of more familiar mien	D2
Moving through lowlier pathways shall present	E2
The world of every day	O
Such as it whirls along the busy quay	F2
Or sits beneath a rustic orchard wall	G2
Or floats about a fashion freighted hall	G2
Or toils in attics dark the night away	O
Love hate grief joy gain glory shame shall meet	H2
As in the round wherein our lives are pent	I2
Chance for a while shall seem to reign	B
While Goodness roves like Guilt about the street	H2
And Guilt looks innocent	E2
But all at last shall vindicate the right	S
Crime shall be meted with its proper pain	B
Motes shall be taken from the doubter's sight	S
And Fortune's general justice rendered plain	B
Of honest laughter there shall be no dearth	J2
Wit shall shake hands with humor grave and sweet	H2
Our wisdom shall not be too wise for mirth	J2
Nor kindred follies want a fool to greet	H2
As sometimes from the meanest spot of earth	J2
A sudden beauty unexpected starts	K2
So you shall find some germs of hidden worth	J2
Within the vilest hearts	K2
And now and then when in those moods that turn	L2
To the cold Muse that whips a fault with sneers	M2
You shall perchance be strangely touched to learn	L2
You've struck a spring of tears	N2
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But while we lead you thus from change to change	O2
Shall we not find within our ample range	O2
Some type to elevate a people's heart	R
Some hero who shall teach a hero's part	R
In this distracted time	P2
Rise from thy sleep of ages noble Tell	Q2
And with the Alpine thunders of thy voice	R2
As if across the billows unenthralled	R
Thy Alps unto the Alleghanies called	R
Bid Liberty rejoice	R2
Proclaim upon this trans Atlantic strand	R
The deeds which more than their own awful mien	D2
Make every crag of Switzerland sublime	P2
And say to those whose feeble souls would lean	D2
Not on themselves but on some outstretched hand	R
That once a single mind sufficed to quell	Q2
The malice of a tyrant let them know	S2
That each may crowd in every well aimed blow	S2
Not the poor strength alone of arm and brand	R
But the whole spirit of a mighty land	R
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Bid Liberty rejoice Aye though its day	R
Be far or near these clouds shall yet be red	R
With the large promise of the coming ray	R
Meanwhile with that calm courage which can smile	Q
Amid the terrors of the wildest fray	R
Let us among the charms of Art awhile	Q
Fleet the deep gloom away	R
Nor yet forget that on each hand and head	R
Rest the dear rights for which we fight and pray	R

Henry Timrod

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