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In the old days a custom laid aside	A
With breeches and cocked hats the people sent	B
Their wisest men to make the public laws	C
And so from a brown homestead where the Sound	D
Drinks the small tribute of the Mianas	C
Waved over by the woods of Rippowams	C
And hallowed by pure lives and tranquil deaths	C
Stamford sent up to the councils of the State	E
Wisdom and grace in Abraham Davenport	F
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'T was on a May day of the far old year	G
Seventeen hundred eighty that there fell	H
Over the bloom and sweet life of the Spring	I
Over the fresh earth and the heaven of noon	J
A horror of great darkness like the night	K
In day of which the Norland sagas tell	H
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The Twilight of the Gods The low hung sky	L
Was black with ominous clouds save where its rim	M
Was fringed with a dull glow like that which climbs	C
The crater's sides from the red hell below	N
Birds ceased to sing and all the barn yard fowls	C
Roosted the cattle at the pasture bars	C
Lowed and looked homeward bats on leathern wings	C
Flitted abroad the sounds of labor died	A
Men prayed and women wept all ears grew sharp	O
To hear the doom blast of the trumpet shatter	P
The black sky that the dreadful face of Christ	Q
Might look from the rent clouds not as he looked	R
A loving guest at Bethany but stern	S
As Justice and inexorable Law	T
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Meanwhile in the old State House dim as ghosts	C
Sat the lawgivers of Connecticut	U
Trembling beneath their legislative robes	C
'It is the Lord's Great Day Let us adjourn '	-
Some said and then as if with one accord	V
All eyes were turned to Abraham Davenport	F
He rose slow cleaving with his steady voice	C
The intolerable hush 'This well may be	W
The Day of Judgment which the world awaits	C
But be it so or not I only know	N
My present duty and my Lord's command	X
To occupy till He come So at the post	Y
Where He hath set me in His providence	C
I choose for one to meet Him face to face	C
No faithless servant frightened from my task	Z
But ready when the Lord of the harvest calls	C
And therefore with all reverence I would say	C
Let God do His work we will see to ours	C
Bring in the candles ' And they brought them in	A2
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Then by the flaring lights the Speaker read	B2
Albeit with husky voice and shaking hands	C
An act to amend an act to regulate	E
The shad and alewive fisheries Whereupon	C2
Wisely and well spake Abraham Davenport	F
Straight to the question with no figures of speech	D2
Save the ten Arab signs yet not without	E2
The shrewd dry humor natural to the man	F2
His awe struck colleagues listening all the while	G2
Between the pauses of his argument	H2
To hear the thunder of the wrath of God	I2
Break from the hollow trumpet of the cloud	J2
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And there he stands in memory to this day	C
Erect self poised a rugged face half seen	K2
Against the background of unnatural dark	L2
A witness to the ages as they pass	C
That simple duty hath no place for fear	G
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He ceased just then the ocean seemed	M2
To lift a half faced moon in sight	K
And shore ward o'er the waters gleamed	M2
From crest to crest a line of light	K
Such as of old with solemn awe	N2
The fishers by Gennesaret saw	T
When dry shod o'er it walked the Son of God	I2
Tracking the waves with light where'er his sandals trod	I2
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Silently for a space each eye	L
Upon that sudden glory turned	O2
Cool from the land the breeze blew by	L
The tent ropes flapped the long beach churned	O2
Its waves to foam on either hand	X
Stretched far as sight the hills of sand	X
With bays of marsh and capes of bush and tree	W
The wood's black shore line loomed beyond the meadowy sea	W
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The lady rose to leave 'One song	P2
Or hymn ' they urged 'before we part '	-
And she with lips to which belong	P2
Sweet intuitions of all art	Q2
Gave to the winds of night a strain	R2
Which they who heard would hear again	S2
And to her voice the solemn ocean lent	B
Touching its harp of sand a deep accompaniment	H2

John Greenleaf Whittier

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