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I	A
Of chance or change O let not man complain	B
Else shall he never never cease to wail	C
For from the imperial dome to where the swain	B
Rears the lone cottage in the silent dale	C
All feel the assault of fortune's fickle gale	C
Art empire earth itself to change are doom'd	D
Earthquakes have raised to heaven the humble vale	C
And gulphs the mountain's mighty mass entomb'd	D
And where the Atlantic rolls wide continents have bloom'd	D
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II	A
But sure to foreign climes we need not range	E
Nor search the ancient records of our race	F
To learn the dire effects of time and change	E
Which in ourselves alas we daily trace	F
Yet at the darken'd eye the wither'd face	F
Or hoary hair I never will repine	B
But spare O Time whate'er of mental grace	F
Of candour love or sympathy divine	B
Whate'er of fancy's ray of friendship's flame is mine	B
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III	A
So I obsequious to Truth's dread command	G
Shall here without reluctance change my lay	H
And smile to the Gothic lyre with harsher hand	G
Now when I leave that flowery path for aye	A
Of childhood where I sported many a day	H
Warbling and sauntering carelessly along	I
Where every face was innocent and gay	H
Each vale romantic tuneful every tongue	J
Sweet wild and artless all as Edwin's infant song	I
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IV	K
'Perish the lore that deadens young desire '	-
Is the soft tenor of my song no more	L
Edwin though loved of Heaven must not aspire	M
To bliss which mortals never knew before	L
On trembling wings let youthful fancy soar	L
Nor always haunt the sunny realms of joy	N
But now and then the shades of life explore	L
Though many a sound and sight of wo annoy	N
And many a qualm of care his rising hopes destroy	N
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V	K
Vigour from toil from trouble patience grows	O
The weakly bosom warm in summer bower	P
Some tints of transient beauty may disclose	O
But soon it withers in the chilling hour	P
Mark yonder oak Superior to the power	P
Of all the warring winds of heaven they rise	Q
And from the stormy promontory tower	P
And toss their giant arms amid the skies	Q
While each assailing blast increase the strength supplies	Q
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VI	K
And now the downy cheek and deepen'd voice	R
Gave dignity to Edwin's blooming prime	S
And walks of wider circuit were his choice	R
And vales more wild and mountains more sublime	S
One evening as he framed the careless rhyme	S
It was his chance to wander far abroad	T
And o'er a lonely eminence to climb	S
Which heretofore his foot had never trode	T
A vale appear'd below a deep retired abode	T
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VII	K
Thither he hied enamour'd of the scene	B
For rocks on rocks piled as by magic spell	U
Here scorch'd with lightning there with ivy green	B
Fenced from the north and east this savage del	U
Southward a mountain rose with easy swell	U
Whose long long groves eternal murmur made	T
And toward the western sun a streamlet fell	U
Where through the cliffs the eye remote survey'd	T
Blue hills and glittering waves and skies in gold array'd	T
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VIII	K
Along this narrow valley you might see	K
The wild deer sporting on the meadow ground	T
And here and there a solitary tree	K
Or mossy stone or rock with woodbine crown'd	T
Oft did the cliffs reverberate the sound	T
Of parted fragments tumbling from on high	K
And from the summit of that craggy mound	T
The perching eagle oft was heard to cry	K
Or on resounding wings to shoot athwart the sky	K
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IX	K
One cultivated spot there was that spread	T
Its flowery bosom to the noonday beam	V
Where many a rose bud rears its blushing head	T
And herbs for food with future plenty teem	V
Sooth'd by the lulling sound of grove and stream	V
Romantic visions swarm on Edwin's soul	W
He minded not the sun's last trembling gleam	V
Nor heard from afar the twilight curfew toll	W
When slowly on his ear these moving accents stole	W
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X	K
'Hail awful scenes that calm the troubled breast	T
And woo the weary to profound repose	K
Can passion's wildest uproar lay to rest	T
And whisper comfort to the man of woes	K
Here Innocence may wander safe from foes	K
And Contemplation soar on seraph wings	K
O Solitude the man who thee forgoes	K
When lucre lures him or ambition stings	K
Shall never know the source whence real grandeur springs	K
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XI	K
'Vain man is grandeur given to gay attire	P
Then let the butterfly thy pride upbraid	T
To friends attendant armies bought with hire	P
It is thy weakness that requires their aid	T
To palaces with gold and gems inlay'd	T
They fear the thief and tremble in the storm	X
To hosts through carnage who to conquests wade	T
Behold the victor vanquish'd by the worm	Y
Behold what deeds of wo the locust can perform	X
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XII	K
'True dignity is his whose tranquil mind	T
Virtue has raised above the things below	Z
Who every hope and fear to heaven resign'd	T
Shrinks not though Fortune aim her deadliest blow '	-
This strain from 'midst the rocks was heard to flow	Z
In solemn sounds Now beam'd the evening star	A2
And from embattled clouds emerging slow	Z
Cynthia came riding on her silver car	A2
And hoary mountain cliffs shone faintly from afar	A2
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XIII	K
Soon did the solemn voice its theme renew	B
While Edwin wrapp'd in wonder listening stood	T
'Ye tools and toys of tyranny adieu	B
Scorn'd by the wise and hated by the good	T
Ye only can engage the service brood	T
Of Levity and Lust who all their days	K
Ashamed of truth and liberty have woo'd	T
And hugg'd the chain that glittering on their gaze	K
Seems to outshine the pomp of heaven's empyreal blaze	K
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XIV	K
'Like them abandon'd to ambition's sway	H
I sought for glory in the paths of guile	B2
And fawn'd and smiled to plunder and betray	H
Myself betray'd and plunder'd all the while	B2
So gnaw'd the viper the corroding file	B2
But now with pangs of keen remorse I rue	B
Those years of trouble and debasement vile	B2
Yet why should I this cruel theme pursue	B
Fly fly detested thoughts for ever from my view	B
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XV	B
'The gusts of appetite the clouds of care	C2
And storms of disappointment all o'erpass'd	T
Henceforth no earthly hope with heaven shall share	C2
This heart where peace serenely shines at last	T
And if for me no treasure be amass'd	T
And if no future age shall hear my name	D2
I lurk the more secure from fortune's blast	T
And with more leisure feed this pious flame	D2
Whose rapture far transcends the fairest hopes of fame	D2
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XVI	B
'The end and the reward of toil is rest	T
Be all my prayer for virtue and for peace	K
Of wealth and fame of pomp and power possess'd	T
Who ever felt his weight of wo decrease	K
Ah what avails the lore of Rome and Greece	K
The lay heaven prompted and harmonious	K
The dust of Ophir or the Tyrian fleece	K
All that art fortune enterprise can bring	E2
If envy scorn remorse or pride the bosom wring	E2
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XVII	B
'Let Vanity adorn the marble tomb	F2
With trophies rhymes and scutcheons of renown	B
In the deep dungeon of some Gothic dome	G2
Where night and desolation ever frown	B
Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down	B
Where a green grassy turf is all I crave	B
With here and there a violet bestrown	B
Fast by a brook or fountain's murmuring wave	B
And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave	B
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XVIII	B
'And thither let the village swain repair	C2
And light of heart the village maiden gay	H
To deck with flowers her half dishevel'd hair	C2
And celebrate the merry morn of May	H
There let the shepherd's pipe the livelong day	H
Fill all the grove with love's bewitching wo	Z
And when mild Evening comes with mantle gray	H
Let not the blooming band make haste to go	Z
No ghosts nor spell my long and last abode shall know	Z
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XIX	K
'For though I fly to 'scape from fortune's rage	H2
And bear the scars of envy spite and scorn	B
Yet with mankind no horrid war I wage	H2
Yet with no impious spleen my breast is torn	B
For virtue lost and ruin'd man I mourn	B
O man creation's pride heaven's darling child	T
Whom nature's best divinest gifts adorn	B
Why from thy home are truth and joy exiled	T
And all thy favourite haunts with blood and tears defiled	T
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XX	K
'Along yon glittering sky what glory streams	K
What majesty attends night's lovely queen	B
Fair laugh our valleys in the vernal beams	K
And mountains rise and oceans roll between	B
And all conspire to beautify the sce	K