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THRICE 'I P an ' let me cry	A
And bless the hour that I was born	B
And born thro' love in vain to sigh	A
To cheer my longing heart a morn	B
Has risen in my ebon sky	A
Such as did e'er my sky adorn	B
And now with shout triumphant lo	C
A victor on my way I go	C
	-
A tenant of some curse girt sphere	D
Long seem'd I even so and Pain	E
Still by a destiny severe	D
Had power my spirit to enchain	E
Or to impel his venomed spear	D
Up to the hilt in heart and brain	E
And this he did but this once done	E
The measure of his power was run	E
	-
Yea having brooked the worst I felt	F
The power within with steadfast gaze	G
To scan the blows upon me dealt	F
Life's issues to their cause to trace	H
And whilst I looked the fogs did melt	F
That swathed my ken and face to face	H
I stood with Fate's own self and viewed	I
The secret of the lash I'd rued	I
	-
Illumined by an inner light	I
My past a pictured scroll became	J
In which my sorrow my delight	I
My hope my fear my pride my shame	J
Assumed a shape and colour quite	I
Beyond the power of speech to name	J
A chronicle mysterious man	E
Engrossed by self might never scan	E
	-
Yet gazing on that mystic scroll	K
Enough of its contents was read	I
To teach my desolated soul	K
Not all in vain she'd pined and bled	I
Beneath the lash the dire control	K
Of passions fierce by beauty fed	I
Nor yet in vain her longings if	L
She read aright this hieroglyph	L
	-
This learned I from that scroll and learned	I
The way by which to rend the chain	E
Had kept my soul in self inurned	I
Unhappy self that would obtain	E
Whatever won is ever mourn'd	I
Whose blessings e'er as bans remain	E
Ah would that men would reek this reed	I
So would their hearts less often bleed	I
	-
With feelings sharpened eye and ear	M
For others weal I then did learn	E
To shed the sympathetic tear	N
To wile the frown from temples stern	E
To do the thing desired to cheer	D
To speak the word required to warn	E
And in return a boon did find	I
In all appeals to heart and mind	I
	-
Ay with the All enwoven both	O
The outer and the inner world	I
Did I survey e'en in the froth	P
By Life's imperious surges hurled	I
In its unutterable wroth	P
As worthy only to be furl'd	I
In limbo's bosom on Time's sands	Q
A sheen that seen the soul expands	Q
	-
That glory in the grass as sung	R
By deep souled bard and in the flower	S
A glamour o'er my spirit flung	R
And strove nor vainly to re dower	T
Her with that bliss from which we sprung	R
When in creation's natal hour	S
God said 'Let there be Light ' and up	U
She leapt enraptured with Life's cup	U
	-
Then 'I P ans ' let me cry	A
And bless the hour that I was born	E
And born thro' Love to languish ay	V
To curse that natal hour a morn	E
Has risen in my spirit's sky	A
Such as did ne'er that sky adorn	E
And now with shout triumphant lo	C
A victor on my way I go	C

Joseph Skipsey

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