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Up and down in my garden fair	A
Under the trellis where grapes will bloom	B
With the breath of violets in the air	A
As pallid Winter for Spring makes room	B
I walk and ponder free from care	A
In my beautiful Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
Back and forth in the checkered shade	C
Traced by the lattice that holds the vine	D
With the glory of snow capped crests displayed	C
On the sapphire sky in a billowy line	D
I stroll and ask what can compare	A
With the charm of my Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
To and fro 'neath the nascent green	E
Which clambers over its slender frame	F
With white peaks lighting up the scene	E
As snowfields glow with the sunset flame	F
I saunter halting here and there	A
For the view from my Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
In and out through the silence sweet	G
Plash of fountain and song of bird	H
Are the only sounds in my lov'd retreat	G
By which the air is ever stirred	H
It is like a long drawn aisle of prayer	A
So hushed is my Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
Onward rushes the world without	I
But the breeze which over my garden steals	J
Brings from it merely a distant shout	I
Or the echo light of passing wheels	J
In its din and drive I have now no share	A
As I muse in my Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
Am I dead to the world that I thus disdain	K
Its moil and toil in the prime of life	L
When perhaps a score of years remain	K
To win more gold in its selfish strife	L
Am I foolish to choose the purer air	A
Of my glorious Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
Ah no From my mountain girdled height	M
I watch the game of the world go on	N
And note the course of the bitter fight	M
And what is lost and what is won	O
And I judge of it better here than there	A
As I gaze from my Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
It is ever the same old tale of greed	P
Of robbing and killing the weaker race	Q
Of the word proved false by the cruel deed	P
Of the slanderous tongue with the friendly face	Q
'Tis enough to make one's heart despair	A
Even here in my Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
They cheer and struggle and beat the air	A
With many a stroke and thrust intense	R
And urge each other to do and dare	A
To gain some good they deem immense	R
But they look like ants contending there	A
From the height of my Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
Backward and forward they run and crawl	S
Houses and treasures they heap up high	T
Hither and thither their booty haul	S
Then suddenly drop in their tracks and die	T
For few are wise enough to repair	A
In time to a Promenade Solitaire	A
	-
Meantime the Earth speeds on through space	Q
As the sun for a million years hath steered	U
And an eon hence the entire race	Q
Will have played its part and disappeared	U
But what will the lifeless planet care	A
As it follows its Promenade Solitaire	A

John L. Stoddard

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