Midsummer Idylls. Canto Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Good day and how d'ye do my friends and neighboursB
I must have dozed upon my easy chairC
I feel refreshed and recommence my laboursB
And urge my soaring Pegasus through airC
Nor ask his destination or his fareC
It matters not to me and I resumeD
But not to dose you more than you can bearC
To take my flight with others I presumeD
And why not so my friends since there's no lack of roomD
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IIA
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You know I am a careless sort of fellowE
On whom no living being spends a winkF
So stand aside and let me have my bellowE
You surely will not grudge me pen and inkF
I've little doubt that if you stop to thinkF
You'll recollect I've met you once beforeG
I'm not the humbug who would wish to shrinkF
From friends of old and so let's have your pawH
Of course 'twere better we were friendly to be sureI
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IIIA
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You know my failing and you will forgive itJ
Or lump it p'raps to use a common phraseB
Yet as with most objections you'll outlive itJ
Before the lapse of very many daysB
The fact is this I never look for praiseB
And never want it for I quite intendK
To abandon rhyming and amend my waysB
And utilise the moments that I spendK
In such like nonsense towards a more befitting endK
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IVL
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I have my likes great likes great dislikes tooM
'Twere well did I just one or two rehearseB
I hate to see a fool his ways renewM
I hate to see a youngster scribbling verseB
And now my friends just think what can be worseB
Than wasting time when we've so little of itJ
But waywardness will surely prove a curseB
They tell me that I ought to be above itJ
That is to say my kinsfolk and belov dN
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VN
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But something strange impels me to the taskO
And here am I complaining while I writeP
Of human nature Of myself I askO
Now am I doing wrong or doing rightP
'Tis hard indeed I find it so to fightP
However perseveringly I tryA
And more particularly so to nightP
Against this most uncouth propensityN
Most likely tho' I shall grow wiser by and byeA
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VIA
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But I'll proceed I never see the useB
Of giving up a task when once begunQ
Besides it's nonsense urging an excuseB
Just let me end my tale and I am doneQ
Why there's the breakfast bell and ten to oneQ
Those girls are fast asleep and what d'ye betR
And Julia's just been waking them what funQ
Ah very well you've lost and don't forgetR
That you are now let's see a florin in my debtR
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VIIA
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The girls were late indeed and no mistakeS
Unutterably tired I should sayB
But Julia said they all were wide awakeS
And so 'twas useless making more delayB
Mamma proceeded in her usual wayB
To order in the breakfast then and thereC
Concluding 'twas the excitement yesterdayB
For waiting long was more than she could bearC
So after having kissed papa she took her chairC
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VIIIA
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Papa consulted the barometerT
To gain some knowledge of the coming weatherT
Then stared and took out his chronometerT
Remarking it was funny altogetherT
He rang the bell in order to know whetherT
His daughters really had begun to dressB
And Julia quite as light as any featherT
Swept in and pertly answered Yes Sir yesB
Much to his satisfaction doubtless you may guessB
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They all came down to find the breakfast coldU
And there was then and there a great to doM
Mamma felt very much disposed to scoldU
And answered their excuses with pooh poohM
I think 'twas rather too bad tho' don't youM
Since they had done the very best they couldV
To entertain their visitors all throughM
But there she only scolded for their goodV
And 'twas not well for them o'er such like things to broodW
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For several days they were not quite the thingX
To judge from all appearances at leastY
Their youthful levity had taken wingX
And all excursions for the present ceasedY
And momently their restlessness increasedY
The sketch was left unheeded incompleteZ
The slippers they were knitting ere the feastY
And faded garlands strewed the arbour seatZ
Now silent and neglected was that cool retreatZ
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XIB
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But still this feeling's always more or lessB
Shortlived I find it so at any rateA2
Altho' not always easy to repressB
We very soon reclaim our normal stateA2
'Twas so in this case happy to relateA2
For soon they all were lark like as beforeT
With all their usual buoyancy innateA2
Indeed they took to frolic more and moreT
They were the liveliest feminines one ever sawB
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XIIB
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It somehow chanced one night they could not sleepB2
They did not even doze but wakeful layB
Oblivion's mists their senses did not steepB2
Whatever was the cause I cannot sayB
So they commenced to chat the time awayB
Their rooms were quite convenient for it tooM
Then on to various topics did they strayB
And long forgotten converse did renewM
No doubt 'twas quite enjoyable they thought so tooM
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XIIIB
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At last of course they didn't wish to dozeB
Preferring to prolong the conversationQ
And still suggestions one by one aroseB
Which only met with their disapprobationQ
And jokes were cracked in lively alternationQ
From sundry rappings peal on peal afarT
Occasioning surprise and consternationQ
I'm half afraid that they awoke MamaC2
And dozing sweetly too most likely their papaC2
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XIVA
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This was effectual to some extentD2
They brought their voices down to somewhat lowE
T' arouse the slumb'ring folks they never meantD2
Whom they'd disturbed so much a while agoE
So they arranged at once that both should goE
To Dora's bedroom if they wished to speakE2
And trip it on the light fantastic toeE
But oh dear how those stupid boards did creakE2
As both of them their darling sister's room did seekE2
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XVA
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The lamp was lighted and the apparatusB
For making coffee speedily preparedF2
The cups were steaming with an odor gratusB
They thought not of the hour and little caredF2
How far advanced the night and gaily faredF2
On Spanish rusks and coffee whilst the cryT
Of cockerel answered cockerel and they sharedF2
The bountiful repast delightedlyE
And chatted over several matters merrilyE
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XVIA
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With robe de chambre and slippers each one seemedG2
To be exactly in her elementH2
While from each dimpled cheek a beauty beamedG2
A rosy flush of blossoms redolentH2
Moreover each one's deshabille had lentD2
A careless grace which numbers can't conveyA
As tho' fair Venus all her arts had spentD2
In rendering them beautiful as dayA
Or had transformed each fondling to a fairy fayA
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XVIIA
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And there they sweetly lounged in statu quoE
More beautiful than words can ever tellE
In fact a tiny sprig of mistletoeE
I should have deemed quite indispensableE
So greatly did their excellence excelE
All evanescent beauty in man's eyesB
The loveliest primrose in the greenest dellE
The lithest form man e'er did idolizeB
Fairer than fleece like cloudlets of the southern skiesB
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XVIIIA
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Now Flora oped the casement for she soughtI2
The realm of silent Night The breezes softJ2
Swept o'er her brow and cooled each burning thoughtI2
And calmly bore each tranquil prayer aloftK2
She sniffed the balmy air and lightly quaffedK2
The faint and mellow perfumes as they cameL2
And gazed abstractedly as she so oftK2
Had done before Who would not do the sameL2
And fondly praise his Maker's most belov d nameL2
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XIXB
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Below the pebbly rill like the fond sighA
Of maiden's love was whispering to the nightK2
While on its breast the star lit canopyE
Reflected clear the bosom did inviteK2
To share its holy peace its still delightK2
And join the drowsy nocturnes that aroseB
Hushing all nature to a slumber lightK2
And soothing down on pillows of reposeB
All weary mortals' earthly turmoils cares and woesB
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And summer dews had steeped the verdant sodK2
The moon rays shimmered o'er the spangled leaE
And taught the soul the eloquence of GodK2
Tinging the far horizon o'er the seaE
With silver film and sheeny filigreeE
While o'er the gray expanse with trembling wingX
The ling'ring zephyr hovered sleepilyE
And faintly breathed o'er every dormant thingX
Its soft sad benediction This did Flora singX
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Oh Night beneath thy dark domainQ
How oft the human heart has bledK2
But here a holy peace doth reignQ
And now my soul is comfortedK2
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Sublimest Monarch teach my breastK2
To speak the phantasy it feelsB
O take my heart to be thy guestK2
And stay thy sombre chariot wheelsB
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Thy course is bent thro' clouds on themM2
Thy path thou takest o'er the seaE
Ten myriad worlds thy diademM2
Oh take me to abide with theeE
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Thy sceptre 'tis with points of lightK2
Begemmed thy retinues advanceB
And feeble Nature owns thy mightK2
The splendour of thy countenanceB
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The moon thy lamp the flaming sunQ
Thy harbinger take thou my soulE
Now bounding forth thy race to runQ
To thy Imperial CapitolE
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O let my spirit wander o'erT
Thy sable woods and feel their sighsB
And float upon thy Stygian shoreT
And revel in its mysteriesB
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O but to mingle with thy throngN2
Partaker in thy flight to beE
A portion of that spirit songN2
A spirit minister to theeE
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They soon were rather weary and methinksB
Their chirp like chatter did grow somewhat lessB
Now one would rouse herself from forty winksB
Another doze in sweet unconsciousnessB
Indeed it was high time as you may guessB
They should disperse they wisely thought so tooK2
Then kissed and smiled and each one did confessB
Such pranks as these would never never doK2
Of course they'd have to meet the scolding that they knewK2
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XXIIB
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Their dreams were peopled with all forms and shapesB
That nightmare with its horrors can conceiveA
Egyptian sphynxes down to Barb'ry apesB
Entangled in all nets that dreams can weaveA
They struggled to get liberty and leaveA
The meshy maze yet struggled all in vainQ
Such horribles you never could believeA
I wonder if they all transgressed againQ
As then thus pleasure's always found preceding painQ
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Rose like the others saw the wrong she didK2
Personified in dreams while on her chestK2
In slow descent an Eastern PyramidK2
Came down to crush her flat she did her bestK2
Like dreaming people do when so distressedK2
To move from underneath the cruel thingX
When up came Ju to know if she were dressedK2
And if she heard the bell for breakfast ringX
Surprised indeed so late to find her slumberingX
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XXIVA
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She heard it yes but with a dreaming earT
Just as the pile above her did descendK2
She heard the funeral knell she saw the bierT
Which was to seal her most unpleasant endK2
But fortunately then Mama did sendK2
The housemaid to inform the time of dayK2
The Spinx etcetera did their ways amendK2
Politely bowed took wing and flew awayK2
Rose wished them all good morning with no more delayK2
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XXVA
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The girls went down to breakfast with a lookO2
Which spoke guilt shame and terror all in oneQ
Each sigh was language and each glance a bookO2
Narrating all the mischief they had doneQ
And cowering conscience cautioned them to shunQ
The searching lectures of parental eyesB
But still the dark ordeal had beginQ
For Mama swelled to a terrific sizeB
And Pater looked around the room in mute surpriseB
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XXVIA
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Then glances were exchanged and both declaredK2
Such freaks as these again must never beE
Their Ma demanded how they even daredK2
Since they'd been naughty to the last degreeE
Ejaculating faintly Goodness meE
With various interjections of alarmP2
Stamping with anger at the guilty threeE
But 'twas not long e'er she again was calmQ2
And all her daughters knew of course she meant no harmP2
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XXVIIA
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But this unhappy circumstance was soonQ
Like such unpleasantnesses were forgottenQ
All things were tolerably straight by noonQ
For family disputes are hell begottenQ
So they betook them to their knitting cottonQ
And felt themselves forgiven as they wereT
They said that lesson should be unforgottenQ
Such nonsense never should again occurT
So they had asked their parents' pardon I inferT
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XXVIIIA
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Days had not only sped but galloped onQ
As they expressed it e'er they could turn roundK2
Before they were aware the month had goneQ
The first of August too had come they foundK2
A fact which seemed the household to astoundK2
On which date I imagine they designedK2
A short excursion by the pleasant soundK2
Of tossing waters wild and unconfinedK2
In following this suggestion they were not behindK2
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It was the first of August now I knowQ
A day that's most unlucky I believeA
As I for one have always found it soQ
Then ask Astrologers who can't deceiveA
For I myself was surely doomed to grieveA
Selected by some most ill omened starT
'Twas then but why I really can't conceiveA
That I was introduced to my MamaC2
From then she always wished me over at MalabarT
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I mean to say that I was born unluckyE
My mother never danced me up and downQ
I never once was designated duckyE
Nor rolled within the doubles of her gownQ
Nor dandled as when fondlings go to townQ
Nor kissed and snuggled when I went to bedK2
Or rather when conveyed there with a frownQ
A downright shaking and a smarting headK2
To me no coaxing sweet appeal was made when fedK2
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XXXIQ
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I don't know if the Pythagorean theoryE
Is quite to be relied upon or spurnedK2
I'm half afraid this must remain a queryE
As far as my enquiries are concernedK2
For theories are by theories overturnedK2
And what a wise man says a coon disputesQ
For my part I must leave it with the learnedK2
And those who play the fool with such pursuitsQ
I take the first that comes or anyone which suitsQ
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XXXIIQ
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But if that version of the matter's trueT
I must have suffered for my previous sinQ
Some former life of follies what think youT
Some other mischief I've been joining inQ
But what's the use of idle ponderingE
On things so troublesome and as abstruseQ
It were prepost'rous even to beginQ
What was there that could possibly induceQ
Pythagoras to turn his pen to such a useQ
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The thought of spiritual transmigrationQ
Is somewhat pleasant therefore let it beE
It seems delightful to my contemplationQ
But what of that it's all the same to meE
In fact to tell the truth I cannot seeE
Wherefore Pythagoras did puzzle o'erT
This tiresome philosophy when heE
Must truly have considered it a boreT
I think it so and doubtless so do many moreT
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XXXIVA
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One fool makes many as the saying goesQ
And he was quite as bad as any PlatoQ
There was some slight resemblance I supposeQ
As Alcibiades resembled CatoQ
But I must hurry on and not delay soQ
On themes unnecessary to my taleE
I'm sure you will agree with me and say soQ
I'm prone to 'light on topics that are staleE
As I have said before I know that I am frailE
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XXXVA
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Well laden with good things by way of luncheonQ
Our heroines were starting on their wayK2
With ham and tongue and wine an infant puncheonQ
With spirits buoyant and a jolly dayK2
The sun upon them shot his summer rayK2
Above the pendent lark was on the wingE
The fair ones each and all had lots to sayK2
And absolutely laughed like anythingE
The very air with their blithe merriment did ringE
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'Twas early yet and as they were proceedingE
On some poor widow they'd arranged to callE
To give her heart the comfort she was needingE
Whose open bible was her hope her allE
And Dora in her basket bore a shawlE
A gift from Ma to the disabled dameL2
Together with some stockings and a ballE
Of worsted To the cottage gate they cameL2
And doubtless reader you have often done the sameL2
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They knocked then pressed the latch and entered ThereT
Her grandchild sat oh she was sweet to seeE
Her cheek was bright and fairer than the fairT
Each tress the sungleam shimmering o'er the seaE
An open bible lay upon her kneeE
She had been reading from the volume oldK2
In meek and innocent simplicityE
And tinging all things earthly with the goldK2
The calmer holier radiance of that other foldK2
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XXXVIIIA
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I will be with you even unto deathR2
Come unto Me and I will give you restK2
I even I am He that comfortethR2
What words are these how beautiful how blestK2
And Granny as she listened fondly pressedK2
Her darling's little hand did she not bringE
Sweet consolation to her ag d breastK2
When th' sun of life was low towards eveningE
And life's fast fleeting pleasures all had taken wingE
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But dim were Granny's glasses with a tearT
While listening to that voice so soft so lowQ
Oh what upon this weary earth so dearT
Oh what so cherished as that smile belowQ
The depth of human fondness who can knowQ
She dried her tears imprinting a slow kissE
Upon her beauty's cheek she loved her soQ
Oh what more tender more sublime than thisE
Beside that hearth there reigned such still such sacred blissE
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Our visitors had entered Granny seemedK2
Right down delighted that they should have comeS2
For from her eyes a nameless pleasure beamedK2
Which seemed of all delights to be the sumS2
She tried to make them cosy interdumS2
And to their kind enquiries she repliedK2
I'm bonny in my way I thank you MumS2
And how's yourselves and those at home besideK2
Then to them several little matters did confideK2
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XLIQ
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The cot consisting of two rooms was thatchedK2
Each room was on the ground Above the doorT
Clung vines and roses and the wall was patchedK2
And all an aspect of contentment boreT
The prettiest little scene you ever sawE
Within above the mantel hung the gunQ
Which there had hung for fifteen years or moreT
Memento of that dear departed oneQ
Telling of how much service it before had doneQ
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Within the corner stood the eight day clockE
Which had recounted time for years and yearsE
And even then was going tick a tockE
Tho' it had seen so many smiles and tearsE
There is a something which I fancy cheersE
In the slow ditty which those songsters singE
Some sweet responsion which the bosom hearsE
Whose echo is so soft and comfortingE
Winding a stilly peace round each familiar thingE
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The bacon hung suspended from a beamS2
And ancient china made the parlour gayK2
The picture of a little mountain streamS2
Called Rose's admiration into playK2
And basking in the sun's delightful rayK2
A favourite kitten purred with sleepy airT
The polished flags were spotless as the dayK2
And groups of flowering plants stood here and thereT
And industry was most apparent everywhereT
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Our ladies three had had their little chatK2
Had likewise done the good they had to doT
Moreover had admired and stroked the catK2
And then they thought 'twas time that they withdrewT
The widow was more thankful than they knewT
And twenty times expressed her firm convictionQ
They were disguised archangels what think youT
Then twenty times pronounced her benedictionQ
Hoping they'd never live to suffer her afflictionQ
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XLVA
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Her little grandchild courtesied at the gateK2
Showed them the way and courtesied once againQ
They sauntered on at just their former rateK2
And chattered in their usual lively strainQ
Passing along an elevated plainQ
They paused to look around them for the sceneQ
Delighted them enormously and fainQ
Would they have been to rest mid way betweenQ
But forward gaily pressed o'er silent tracts of greenQ
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XLVIA
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The view was bounded on their right by hillsE
Those gentle hills that border on the seaE
Ah as I write a thought my bosom stillsE
That thought Oh Berwick is the thought of theeE
How kind how tranquil were thine hours to meE
Those hours amongst thy silent valleys castK2
O moments gone come back and let me beE
Enfolded in the visions of the PastK2
While other hours and days and years are fleeting fastK2
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Anon the summit of the cliff they gainedK2
Above the vast expanse the eye is bentK2
Where Beauty's finger wanders unrestrainedK2
With its fantastical embellishmentK2
The mind is riveted the gaze is spentK2
Where lavish Nature pours her richest spoilQ
The tongue is voiceless with bewildermentK2
Far far below the ocean's ceaseless toilQ
Makes bosoms inly shudder and all eyes recoilQ
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Our little thoughts are staggered at the sceneQ
That splendour so unspeakably intenseE
And dazzled by its brilliancy of sheenQ
The senses reel with its magnificenceE
Below the surgy yeast was boiling whenceE
Rose on the summer air its restless roarT
It smote the broken cliff's bold battlementsE
Unmoted like the warriors of yoreT
And plunged upon the moss clad boulders of the shoreT
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The feathery clouds moved slowly through the skyE
The coast line melted into tender blueT
The storm bleared headland stood defiantlyE
The boldest feature of that boundless viewT
In contrast with its chalky front the hueT
Of the green sea swept freely far and wideK2
And o'er the promontory's base there grewT
As though its time torn nakedness to hideK2
Some shaggy weeds that floated on the swelling tideK2
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It was the ebb They could not yet descendK2
So Rose suggested that they should proceedK2
In the direction of the headland's endK2
There straightway squat them on the grass and readK2
The books they'd brought to this they all agreedK2
Then hastened onward though the sun was hotK2
And there beneath their sunshades with much speedK2
And very much more chatter did they squatK2
In those parts foliage umbrageous there was notK2
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They must have read an hour when they discoveredK2
Exactly simultaneously that theyK2
Were really hungry so they all uncoveredK2
Their baskets of refreshment for the dayK2
And laughed to see the paper fly awayK2
They must I think have quite enjoyed their fareT
So close above the music of the bayK2
No doubt it was delightful to be thereT
Fanned by the soothing breath of the ozonic airT
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They chatted read and dozed in alternationQ
And time had flitted as it always willE
Flo recommended change of situationQ
Not pleased that they were tarrying there stillE
So all arose and forward urged untilE
They saw afar some narrow steps and rudeK2
Beginning some short distance up the hillE
And which of course no sooner had they viewedK2
Than thither they repaired as quickly as they couldK2
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LIIIE
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Descending they discovered that the seaE
Had much subsided since they saw it lastK2
Then down they hopped with more than usual gleeE
To note the waters thus receding fastK2
Upon the narrow strip of sand were castK2
Weeds star fish and all sorts of shells aroundK2
And as along the level stretch they passedK2
Most interesting articles they foundK2
Which lay all washed and wet upon the solid groundK2
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LIVA
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They cut their names upon the cliff and wroteK2
All sorts of hieroglyphics on the sandK2
And rhymes that I'm unable now to quoteK2
All found amusement there on every handK2
They thought a life at sea was truly grandK2
As very many ladies often doT
Perhaps it is when strolling on the strandK2
At least I find it passable don't youT
In fact I think much more so than in transituK2
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LVA
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They deemed it a misfortune they were girlsE
Rose wished she'd been a boy and gone abroadK2
Flo wished she'd been a sailor lad with curlsE
By all the fair of Christendom adoredK2
Then Dora too her present state deploredK2
And also would have been a tar becauseE
She loved to listen when the waters roaredK2
Or any blessed thing but what she wasE
All these ideas were most enjoyable of courseE
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LVIA
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At some short distance was a vessel hurledK2
A dismal wreck upon the rockbound shoalE
Around its hulk th' encircling billows curledK2
Now thro' its splintered deck the wavelet stoleE
Then issuing forth it gurgled through a holeE
Staved by the tempest's fury in its sideK2
Afar off did its shattered timbers rollE
Its treasures all were scattered in the tideK2
The headland gained the swaying wreck they soon espiedK2
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LVIIA
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Soon as the waves permitted them to goQ
Across the smooth white rocks they to it wentK2
The raging brine had torn off half the bowT2
Its starboard shivered and its cordage rentK2
The warring waters had their anger spentK2
And flung its fragments to the cruel blastK2
Its iron bands were burst apart and bentK2
And all around in dire disorder castK2
There shattered at some little distance lay the mastK2
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LVIIIA
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When gazing pensively o'er ocean's realmS2
Its wide destruction its unspoken mightK2
There is a something which doth overwhelmS2
As day is overshadowed by the nightK2
This was forsooth an interesting sightK2
To them yet no less dreadful for the sceneQ
Was one such as could never yield delightK2
And so delighted they could not have beenQ
Before they never such a spectacle had seenQ
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LIXE
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They picked up curious items three or fourT
And placed them in their baskets to take homeS2
The wreck and its surroundings did exploreT
Upon the slimy reefs too did they roamS2
While backward and still backward rolled the foamS2
While faster flew each hour one after oneQ
And they discovered evening had comeS2
'Twas time they put an end to all their funQ
And so to think of their return they had begunQ
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LXE
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The time indeed had gone exceeding fastK2
But how it had gone that they could not sayE
And nor could I my reader if you askedK2
They tell me that for no man Time will stayE
Oh not for womankind for such as theyE
I'm half afraid old Chronos doth forgetK2
As he goes tearing on from day to dayE
The right and just demands of etiquetteK2
Which is as you'll agree a matter of regretK2
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LXIE
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They finished their refreshments seated nicelyE
Upon a spar just what they all requiredK2
Which seemed as if put for them so preciselyE
Was it the very thing that they desiredK2
They were or should have been intensely tiredK2
But luckily they had not far to goQ
A lot of pleasant matters had transpiredK2
And all had cracked their lively joke or soQ
But now the day was o'er the sun was getting lowQ
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LXIIQ
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Behind the cliff they wished to see him fallE
And therefore with that object did they waitK2
There was no need to hurry home at allE
And they could walk it well by half past eightK2
And surely that was not so very lateK2
They each detached a portion of the woodK2
For Dora took much pains to demonstrateK2
It was most necessary that they shouldK2
For a memento be it clearly understoodK2
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LXIIIQ
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There can be nothing dearer that I knowQ
When thus I speak of course I mean to meE
Than wand'ring slowly when the tide is lowQ
Alone and silent by the gentle seaE
Each winding cranny of the rock may beE
Enjoyment's wealth There is a world of thoughtK2
Of joys unbounded for a heart as freeE
A universe of life if only soughtK2
Each breath each dreaming ripple is with music fraughtK2
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LXIVA
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Give me the ocean let me hear its rollE
For ever let me wander by its sideK2
There is a voice that murmurs to the soulE
A strength which thunders in its mighty tideK2
There let me but my lonely footsteps guideK2
Or hasten to some far neglected glenQ
Wherein myself for ever I can hideK2
And rest a stranger to the ways of menQ
And find a refuge dear beyond all human kenQ
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LXVA
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There let me be nor friend nor kinsman nearT
For earthly friends and kinsmen what are theyE
There let me unbefriended drop a tearT
And spend in solitude life's little dayE
Where strange strange voices all all pass awayE
And mingle with the voices that have beenQ
There in those stilly valleys let me strayE
Where all is soundless all is fair and greenQ
And peace that holy peace surrounds each smiling sceneQ
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LXVIA
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Within me is a craving and for whatK2
A lingering longing dark and ill definedK2
A something wanting but I know it notK2
A missing link it is not mine to findK2
A flaming fire that scorches up the mindK2
And goads me ever onward onward whereT
I pray I gasp for light for I am blindK2
The light that never never will be thereT
What can that something be my spirit may not shareT
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LXVIIA
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Oh let me be for mine is Nature's praiseQ
I leave the world for those it doth inviteK2
For those who are untaught in Nature's waysQ
Who seek their pleasures in the boast of mightK2
Give me the wood the ocean and the nightK2
I ask no more these these shall be my allE
And wield my cornucopia of delightK2
The crested helmet and the kingly hallE
Are not for me for them I neither care nor callE
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LXVIIIA
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I ask not Wealth nor wish one single hourT
Where Splendour gilds the trophies of the braveA
Of purse proud pomp of pageantry and powerT
Whose flaunting grandeur can but deck the graveA
To me 'tis hollow all is nothing saveA
The pine capped mountain and the heathery plainQ
The rolling forest and the leaping waveA
Oh give me back their sweetnesses againQ
Those dear those silent pleasures which can never waneQ
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LXIXQ
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Far have I wandered when the even fillsQ
The bosom with sweet sadnesses and sighsQ
When life was like the mellow on far hillsQ
Bathed in the sunset of the summer skiesQ
And tinged with purple when the spirit criesQ
And gasps for very language but in vainQ
When wavelets whisper and the heart repliesQ
When the soul sobs and all is hushed againQ
Save Tritons chanting to this pathless world of painQ
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LXXQ
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Stay stay thy footsteps o'er the waters seeQ
How calm the weary elements how stillE
For Nature too herself forgets to beQ
While holy thoughts and prayers the bosom fillE
And dim the daylight quivers o'er the hillE
The creatures of the air to home and restK2
Have winged their lonely journey at their willE
And no alarms alarm the human breastK2
And all yea all with heavenly quietude is blestK2
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LXXIQ
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They'd seen the sun descend the blending huesQ
Rich in succession come then fade awayE
Regretting that such splendour they should loseQ
With the departure of the solar rayE
Do we not note this every dawning dayE
That beauty is short lived and soon must passQ
More beautiful more wasted by decayE
We see it and we cry Alas AlasQ
Our days are as a tale that is told we are but grassQ
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LXXIIQ
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I will apply a philosophic ruleE
Which like most rules admits of some exceptionQ
But I was no philosopher at schoolE
I'll tell you that much so there's no deceptionQ
In fact a perfect dunce you've no conceptionQ
But that you'll say is foreign to my tailE
I thank you for your generous correctionQ
I copied all my masters to a nailE
Yet no one ever asked me if I was for saleE
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LXXIIIQ
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Who was it said Variety was BeautyQ
Or Beauty was Variety no matterT
To recollect his name is not my dutyQ
It may have been Theocritus's hatterT
For aught I know my brains are in a batterT
I'm older than I used to be by farT
Yet joking all aside myself I flatterT
My faculties are lively as they areT
And yet let's see who was that Philosophic StarT
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LXXIVA
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I can't think never mind But I maintainQ
That Beauty is Variety and IE
Emphatically say the same againQ
Just now it doesn't matter how or whyE
If anybody wishes to denyE
That this is true then let him come and prove itK2
If anyone has doubt of it I'll tryE
I'll do my very utmost to remove itK2
If 'twere a lie most certainly I should reprove itK2
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LXXVA
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It is when Autumn sweeps the frosty plainQ
And tips the woods with flaming hues that IE
Delight to pause and gaze and gaze againQ
Where varied tints the landscape beautifyE
It is the smirking maiden's nut brown eyeE
Fair skin all traversed by the tender blueE
Her cherry cheeks and lips that make me sighE
Besides her snowy teeth now don't they youE
That's right I knew that you'd agree of course they doE
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LXXVIE
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Ah what is that which makes the sunset dearT
It is each varying tinge that stains the airT
While ever changing colours still appearT
And fairy flecks float forward calm and fairT
But still our weary ladies lingered thereT
For Flo their fav'rite trio did proposeQ
And Dora as was usual sang the airT
The eve was still the day began to closeQ
As on the gentle breeze the following words aroseQ
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THE CHORUS OF THE NEREIDESQ
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We are ever ever merry as we frolic in the oceanQ
As we dive beneath the waters to its gem bestudded floorT
And we dance within its grottoes with an ever whirling motionQ
And we roll the little wavelets one by one upon the shoreT
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From beneath the leaves in caverns adamantine we are peepingE
Now along the blazing pearl and ruby corridors we glideK2
And amongst the tall fantastic arches slily are we creepingE
There within their dark mysterious recesses do we hideK2
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We recline within the bowers of the ever rolling billowQ
We repose upon its bosom with a calm and cool delightK2
While ecstacies enrapture on its tranquillizing pillowQ
And we raise a myriad voices to the canopy of NightK2
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LXXVIIE
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Then up they started 'twas already dimS2
Still 'twas but half an hour's walk at the mostK2
Altho' they were not quite in walking trimS2
Fatigued by all their rambles on the coastK2
In clambering o'er the rocks no time they lostK2
Altho' their small bottines got somewhat wetK2
And their incautiousness some duckings costK2
But over soaking hose they didn't fretK2
For jumping slippery rocks what could they hope to getK2
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LXXVIIIE
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But sad to say as Dora took a leapB2
Across a little channel full of waterT
A channel which was more than ankle deepB2
She slipped and fell ere either could have caught herT
Her sisters shrieked and bending they besought herT
To say if any hurt she had sustainedK2
And Flora much alarmed at once bethought herT
What if she has for Dora there remainedK2
And most distressingly she moaned but nought explainedK2
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LXXIXQ
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But as she spoke not what could they surmiseQ
While with red blood bedabbled was her cheekE
She fell back helpless when she tried to riseQ
And seemed unable tho' she strove to speakE
Upon her forehead gaped a crimson streakE
And stretched upon th' unyielding rock she layE
To soothe her pain both sisterlike did seekE
They washed the bloody finger prints awayE
Alas that such as this should end so bright a dayE
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LXXXQ
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What could they do where could they fly for aidK2
With night fast closing over all aroundK2
Where could they go bewildered and afraidK2
With not the comfort of a single soundK2
They looked aghast with lips all horror boundK2
With none to help and not a cottage nearT
Where they could take her prostrate on the groundK2
Where they might bind her brow who was so dearT
And stirred they had not with embarrassment and fearT
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LXXXIQ
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Now clearly as was apprehensibleE
From the sad nature of the wound receivedK2
To all around she lay insensibleE
And Rose and Flora were most sorely grievedK2
Their inward terror could not be conceivedK2
They tried to raise her but they tried in vainQ
And many sighs of disappointment heavedK2
As down she sank upon the rock againQ
Each asked what should be done they must not there remainQ
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LXXXIIQ
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That was a question which they could not solveE
She was too heavy for their strength to bearT
But Rose to fly for succour did resolveE
Rushed up the cliff and left her sisters thereT
Within her heart there lurked a trembling prayerT
For her dear Dora's safety as she spedK2
Along the soundless road she knew not whereT
While darkness quickly gathered overheadK2
On on she ran half overcome and pale with dreadK2
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LXXXIIIQ
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The first she met to him she did appealE
He was a neighbouring cottager who boreT
A right good heart which others' woes could feelE
To whom too she was not unknown beforeT
At the sad news he hastened to his doorT
Brought forth a lighted lantern and a phialE
And both strode quickly forward to the shoreT
He tried to soothe poor Rose's grief the whileE
Whose agitation told how terrible the trialE
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LXXXIVE
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They reached the cliff and cautious did descendK2
They indistinctly saw a group of threeQ
In Rose's breast alarm and joy did blendK2
While wondering who the welcome third might beQ
Impatiently she hurried on to seeQ
'Twas Rowland kneeling at her sister's sideK2
To whom he ministered relief for heQ
The waving kerchief from the cliff had spiedK2
Had heard the call for help and to the beach had hiedK2
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LXXXVE
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His brother Gilbert by some happy chanceQ
Had accompanied his brother on his wayE
Both saw what was the matter at a glanceQ
As Dora on the ground unconscious layE
Flora with tears besought them both to stayE
But they'd arranged that Gilbert home should flyE
They lived three quarters of a mile awayE
And bring restoratives immediatelyQ
And chaise of course which was a great necessityQ
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LXXXVIE
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Now Dora upright sat and looked aroundK2
Much better than she was a time agoQ
With a damp handkerchief her head was boundK2
And now and then she took a draught or soQ
The cottager supplied as you all knowQ
Till on the road above the chaise arrivedK2
Gilbert his brother called from down belowQ
Gave him the flask and asked if she'd revivedK2
And how her safe removal was to be contrivedK2
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LXXXVIIE
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There Gilbert waited while his brother wentK2
To offer his support to Dora whoE
Seemed nothing else but sweet bewildermentK2
And at this juncture so did Rowland tooE
Since Gilbert brought one they had lanterns twoE
Which much assisted them their way to seeQ
As well as what they were about to doE
In this unfortunate emergencyQ
For 'twas a matter of the utmost urgencyQ
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LXXXVIIIE
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Now Rowland on the left supported DoraT
The cottager was stationed on the rightK2
One of the lights did they entrust to FloraT
And one to Rose who was exhausted quiteK2
Then on they passed beneath the sultry nightK2
Safe o'er the rocks upon the hardened sandK2
Tho' Dora was in most unhappy plightK2
With all the haste they could just then commandK2
Befitted to the circumstance you understandK2
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LXXXIXQ
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The steps were steep and narrow and a railE
For wanderers' protection was placed thereT
Yet it was at the best so very frailE
That it was necessary to bewareT
With narrow limits they did not despairT
But managed somehow to go three abreastK2
And at the summit safely lodge their careT
To render her relief all did their bestK2
They knew their parents would be very much distressedK2
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XCQ
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It chanced auspiciously that ladies' dressQ
Was then not as we know it to have beenQ
That concentration of all uglinessQ
That awful bustle and the crinolineQ
It would have been unfortunate I meanQ
For their ascent and with me you'll agreeQ
It would have proved a hopeless case I weenQ
And ended in a dire catastropheQ
Which simply would have been embarrassing you seeQ
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XCIQ
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The cottager sought nothing for his painsQ
And proffered trifles thankfully declinedK2
Ah happy they who think not of their gainsQ
Who for the kindness only would be kindK2
But there are very few of such a mindK2
That is as far as my experience goesQ
For love of self more often lurks behindK2
A worthy action and one seldom knowsQ
The true and real source from which a kindness flowsQ
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XCIIQ
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Now with his charges three was Rowland seatedK2
Then all and everyone exchanged good nightK2
And when that ceremony was completedK2
The cottager bent homeward with his lightK2
And so did Gilbert 'Twas a blessing quiteK2
That matters were all settled as they wereT
In their most awkward and distressing plightK2
As Dora thought especially for herT
It was indeed unfortunate it should occurT
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XCIIIQ
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When they arrived at Elleston Farm they foundK2
Such dire dismay as ne'er before was seenQ
Papa dispatching to the places roundK2
Some messengers to know where they had beenQ
It really was a most excited sceneQ
With Julia Ma and Hannah at the gateK2
To see if information they could gleanQ
In much alarm since it was now so lateK2
For Dora told them that they should return by eightK2
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XCIVQ
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Ma gave a dismal shriek and swooned awayE
And Julia bless her tried to do so tooE
Most naturally so for truth to sayE
It was a dreary spectacle to viewE
Soon to the house they hurriedly withdrewE
All those who kept their footing and were ableE
With Ma and Julia there was much adoE
Since they between them made a little BabelE
While Hannah screamed and staggered back upon the tableE
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XCVE
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To Dora Rowland was of course attentiveE
Yes very so he also did his bestK2
For th' others using every preventiveE
Against a second swoon one could suggestK2
His efforts I am glad to say were blestK2
Tho' Dora was quite helpless from the fallE
But Hannah went on just like one possessedK2
While Julia did the lackadaisicalE
And wagged her head most drearily against the wallE
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XCVIE
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Ere long there was an end to the confusionQ
And everyone came back to common senseQ
Then all the household joined in the conclusionQ
It was a fearful blow at all eventsQ
Poor Dora's sufferings were most intenseQ
And prudently she was despatched to bedK2
Permitted to remain on no pretenceQ
And there the household bandaged up her headK2
For all lent their assistance as I should have saidK2
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XCVIIE
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Respecting how they spent their length of timeS2
There was a lot to say as you'd supposeQ
Which I will not repeat to you in rhymeS2
Concerning their enjoyments and their woesQ
And all such trivialities as thoseQ
Or thanks to him to whom such thanks were dueE
And query after query then aroseQ
And pleasant incidents by no means fewE
As under the like circumstances always doE
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XCVIIIE
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Supper despatched our Rowland started backQ
Loaded with thanks and all that words could speakQ
The stars were overcast the night was blackQ
The wind arose as from some sudden freakQ
At intervals was seen a livid streakQ
And distant rumblings fell upon the earT
'Twas true a storm had threatened all the weekQ
And lurked about the sultry atmosphereT
Then was the time they were to have it it was clearT
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Yet these were tokens Rowland did not heedK2
Such trifles then he little cared aboutK2
As he upon his journey did proceedK2
He was disturbed within more than withoutK2
And dead to all around I've not a doubtK2
Absorbed in thoughts that words can ne'er defineQ
Yet you can guess my reader what aboutK2
Most likely such as those have once been thineQ
I really fail to count how often they've been mineQ
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Within him was a feeling as of painQ
That melancholy music in whose toneQ
Though full of sadness something sweet doth reignQ
And Rowland for the first time felt aloneQ
How often hath this feeling been our ownQ
When all is what compared to something dearT
When former pleasures all yea all have flownQ
And life is centred in another sphereT
And all the world is nothing if one be not nearT
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CIQ
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There was a something in the heaven aboveE
That corresponded with his state of mindK2
We all know what it is to be in loveE
When all Earth's sweetest pleasures seem combinedK2
When Life and Love both both are intertwinedK2
And the young blood is as the desert's thirstK2
A scorching wilderness a torrid windK2
A torrent with its flood gates open burstK2
When Youth's most cherished hopes within the breast are nursedK2
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CIIQ
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O tell me not that Youth all youth is follyQ
Give me the kiss that youth doth first impressQ
O let me feel love's ling'ring melancholyQ
And smile on lips all youthful lovelinessQ
Give me the bosom I can fondly pressQ
While Youth's hot blood is burning in the veinsQ
O what but this is earthly happinessQ
This world no sweeter thing than this containsQ
When days of youth are o'er life's foremost pleasure wanesQ
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CIIIQ
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Yes Youth was made for such it is enoughE
To know in some fond heart our words abideK2
Oh life's not life but death without a loveE
All ceaseless darkness where she is deniedK2
We know not our existence till we hideK2
Our soul within another's there to beQ
Its very being like a river wideK2
Love rolls its endless volumes to the seaQ
Losing itself within its own immensityK2
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CIVE
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There is a sort of torture which attendsQ
That most delightful of the heart's delightsQ
A sort of cruelty which somehow blendsQ
With passion in its most distracted flightsQ
And absence from a bosom that requitesQ
An all absorbing love is as a flameS2
Fed ten fold yet insatiate it excitesQ
Those maddened cravings which the breast inflameS2
Those fiery longing gasps within the fevered frameS2
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CVE
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However I'm too fond of ponderingQ
When it's so necessary to proceedK2
And on to worthless topics wanderingQ
To which my friends will pay but little heedK2
All those I mean who take my book and readK2
Those matters that they studied long agoQ
Who of such information have no needK2
And want to hear of something they don't knowQ
I know what's due to them and they shall have it soQ
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CVIE
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'Twas Dora as by now you will have guessedK2
Who was the burden of poor Rowland's thoughtK2
He was not merely by her face impressedK2
But loved her to distraction as he oughtK2
It is you know the popular reportK2
That the best love is love at the first sightK2
If such is true or not it matters noughtK2
I'd rather not discuss the point to nightK2
It won't affect our story whether wrong or rightK2
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CVIIE
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I think and I've good reason to supposeQ
This was a first sight love but who can sayQ
For certain if it was so Goodness knowsQ
If he conceived it in amongst the hayQ
If I hear rightly ever since that dayQ
He had been somewhat quieter than beforeT
And had been known to take himself awayQ
To wander long alone upon the shoreT
Such oddities betoken love you may be sureT
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CVIIIE
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Ah who may tell what crowding thoughts aroseQ
Where boiled the tumult of Love's surging seaQ
That strength this world itself could not encloseQ
Nor Space with infinite immensityQ
But there no matter why love is to beQ
While men and women both are what they areT
While eyes can wander unrestrainedlyQ
And light on dimpled cheeks unknown to MaS2
Or eyes that glisten like a polished scimitarT
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Some pierce as deeply I can tell you tooQ
And do the dickens in the way of slaughterT
And slash the heart to mincemeat through and throughQ
And make ten thousand lives some few years shorterT
Those eyes that make beholding lips quite waterT
Full many a Don Giovani die o' griefE
Which yield the love sick populace no quarterT
And isn't it cruel give them no reliefE
And work no end of miracles in my beliefE
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CXQ
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Which rudely tilt Love's overflowing cupU2
And work a trifle in their little wayQ
Just tip the solar system downside upU2
What is there that they can't do who shall sayQ
While for one glance a thousand pine awayQ
Which certainly is most disastrous whenQ
Our span is not too long as you will sayQ
And what of their short three score years and tenQ
But this may not apply to woman jilted menQ
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CXIQ
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A friend of mine observed some time agoQ
That women were men's guardian angels stayQ
I scarcely think it can be always soQ
Tho' very often certainly it mayQ
At any rate you know I mean to sayQ
They very seldom put men at their easeQ
Once wedded in a week can turn 'em greyQ
So deuced disagreeable if they pleaseQ
And I myself have known some two or three of theseQ
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CXIIQ
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I do not mean that I've experienced thisQ
The subject 'tis a pity I beganQ
I never knew that fancied state of blissQ
I'm not my friends in short a married manQ
So cannot judge as well as others canQ
Who are more fortunate and have a wifeE
I would much rather live contented thanQ
Engaged in all the wars of married lifeE
And what's more troublesome than matrimonial strifeE
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CXIIIQ
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In fact I often wish I were a birdQ
I'd fly and fly and fly to Heaven knows whereT
And if such happy chance to me occurredQ
I'd visit all the windows of the fairT
To see if they had kisses I could bearT
And be the General Post Office aboveE
And do all sorts of things I do declareT
'Twere better too I think to be a doveE
That gentle bird so suited to affairs of loveE
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CXIVE
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Oh bother interruptions when a chapV2
Has something most particular to sayQ
My mother calls there must be some mishapV2
So I must leave it for another dayQ
I should be whacked severely did I stayQ
And that would be a pity you must ownQ
And so 'twere better for me to obeyQ
With much regret at leaving you aloneQ
But 'tis a great necessity as I have shewnQ
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CXVE
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I'm hungry too and I must feed sometimesQ
As other folks accustomed are to doQ
I'm not of those who fatten on their rhymesQ
My reader kind between myself and youQ
So this abruptly ended interviewQ
With circumstances such you will forgiveE
The thread of my narration I'll renewQ
To morrow or the next day if I liveE
That is of course if your attention you will giveE
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CXVIE
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Ta ta for now and may you ever beQ
The good forbearing friend I knew you onceQ
And may you yet proceed indulgentlyQ
Permit my story and forgive the dunceQ
In spite of these most troublesome affrontsQ
Let's see how long since last I flew my kiteQ
Yes certainly it must be some few monthsQ
And here I am again at it to nightQ
It's enough to tax the patience of a BedlamiteQ
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You know the author for you see him hereT
He weeps or smiles as here he doth rehearseQ
Oh critic stay and drop but Pity's tearT
If not for him the author for his verseQ
Full many have done better but few worseQ
And surely he's the very first to know itQ
Of course there's much to talk of when converseQ
Like friend and friend the critic and his poetQ
But now I cannot stay I'm in a hurry blow itQ

Lennox Amott



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