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Into the rock the road is cut full deep	A
At its low ledges village children play	B
From its high rifts fountains of leafage weep	A
And silvery birches sway	B
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The boldest climbers have its face forsworn	C
Sheer as a wall it doth all daring flout	D
But benchlike at its base and weather worn	C
A narrow ledge leans out	D
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There do they set forth feasts in dishes rude	E
Wrought of the rush wild strawberries on the bed	F
Left into August apples brown and crude	E
Cress from the cold well head	F
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Shy gamesome girls small daring imps of boys	G
But gentle almost silent at their play	B
Their fledgling daws for food make far more noise	G
Ranged on the ledge than they	B
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The children and the purple martins share	H
Loveliest of birds possession of the place	I
They veer and dart cream breasted round the fair	H
Faces with wild sweet grace	I
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Fresh haply from Palmyra desolate	J
Palmyra pale in light and storyless	I
From perching in old Tadmor mate by mate	K
In the waste wilderness	I
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These know the world what do the children know	L
They know the woods their groaning noises weird	M
They climb in trees that overhang the slow	L
Deep mill stream loved and feared	M
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Where shaken water wheels go creak and clack	N
List while a lorn thrush calls and almost speaks	I
See willow wrens with elderberries black	N
Staining their slender beaks	I
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They know full well how squirrels spend the day	B
They peeped when field mice stole and stored the seed	O
And voles along their under water way	B
Donned collars of bright beads	I
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Still from the deep cut road they love to mark	P
Where set as in a frame the nearer shapes	I
Rise out of hill and wood then long downs dark	P
As purple bloom on grapes	I
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But farms whereon the tall wheat musters gold	Q
High barley whitening creases in bare hills	I
Reed feathered castle like brown churches old	Q
Nor churning water mills	I
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Shall make ought seem so fair as that beyond	R
Beyond the down which draws their fealty	S
Blow high blow low some hearts do aye respond	R
The wind is from the sea	S
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Above the steep cut steps as they did grow	L
The children's cottage homes embowered are seen	T
Were this a world unfallen they scarce could show	L
More beauteous red and green	T
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Milk white and vestal chaste the hollyhock	U
Grows tall clove sweetgale nightly shed forth spice	I
Long woodbines leaning over scent the rock	U
With airs of Paradise	I
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Here comforted of pilot stars they lie	V
In charm d dreams but not of wold nor lea	S
Behold a ship her wide yards score the sky	V
She sails a steel blue sea	S
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As turns the great amassment of the tide	W
Drawn of the silver despot to her throne	X
So turn the destined souls so far and wide	W
The strong deep claims its own	X
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Still the old tale these dreaming islanders	I
Each with hot Sunderbunds a somewhat owns	I
That calls the grandsire's blood within them stirs	I
Dutch Java guards his bones	I
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And these were orphan'd when a leak was sprung	Y
Far out from land when all the air was balm	Z
The shipmen saw their faces as they hung	Y
And sank in the glassy calm	Z
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These in an orange sloop their father plied	W
Deck laden deep she sailed from Cadiz town	A2
A black squall rose she turned upon her side	W
Drank water and went down	A2
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They too shall sail High names of alien lands	I
Are in the dream great names their fathers knew	B2
Madras the white surf rearing on her sands	I
E'en they shall breast it too	B2
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See threads of scarlet down fell Roa creep	A
When moaning winds rend back her vapourous veil	C2
Wild Orinoco wedge like split the deep	A
Raging forth passion pale	C2
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Or a blue berg at sunrise glittering tall	D2
Great as a town adrift come shining on	E2
With sharp spires gemlike as the mystical	F2
Clear city of Saint John	E2
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Still the old tale but they are children yet	G2
O let their mothers have them while they may	B
Soon it shall work the strange mysterious fret	G2
That mars both toil and play	B
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The sea will claim its own and some shall mourn	C
They also they but yet will surely go	L
So surely as the planet to its bourne	C
The chamois to his snow	L
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'Father dear father bid us now God speed	O
We cannot choose but sail it thus befell '	-
'Mother dear mother ' 'Nay 't is all decreed	O
Dear hearts farewell farewell '	-

Jean Ingelow

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