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I	A
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The mare is pawing by the oak	B
The chaise is cool and wide	C
For Peter Rugg the Bostonian	D
With his little son beside	C
The women loiter at the wheels	E
In the pleasant summer tide	C
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And when wilt thou be home Father	F
And when good husband say	G
The cloud hangs heavy on the house	H
What time thou art away	G
He answers straight he answers short	I
At noon of the seventh day	G
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Fail not to come if God so will	J
And the weather be kind and clear	K
Farewell farewell But who am I	A
A blockhead rain to fear	K
God willing or God unwilling	L
I have said it I will be here	M
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He gathers up the sunburnt boy	N
And from the gate is sped	O
He shakes the spark from the stones below	P
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The bloom from overhead	O
Till the last roofs of his own town	Q
Pass in the morning red	O
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Upon a homely mission	D
North unto York he goes	R
Through the long highway broidered thick	S
With elder blow and rose	R
And sleeps in sounds of breakers	T
At every twilight's close	U
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Intense upon his heedless head	O
Frowns Agamenticus	U
Knowing of Heaven's challenger	F
The answer even thus	U
The Patience that is hid on high	A
Doth stoop to master us	U
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II	A
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Full light are all his parting dreams	U
Desire is in his brain	V
He tightens at the tavern post	W
The fiery creature's rein	V
Now eat thine apple six years' child	X
We face for home again	Y
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They had not gone a many mile	Z
With nimble heart and tongue	A2
When the lone thrush grew silent	B2
The walnut woods among	A2
And on the lulled horizon	D
A premonition hung	A2
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The babes at Hampton schoolhouse	U
The wife with lads at sea	U
Search with a level lifted hand	C2
The distance bodingly	Z
And farmer folk bid pilgrims in	D2
Under a safe roof tree	U
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The mowers mark by Newbury	U
How low the swallows fly	Z
They glance across the southern roads	U
All white and fever dry	Z
And the river anxious at the bend	E2
Beneath a thinking sky	Z
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But there is one abroad was born	F2
To disbelieve and dare	G2
Along the highway furiously	U
He cuts the purple air	G2
The wind leaps on the startled world	H2
As hounds upon a hare	G2
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With brawl and glare and shudder ope	I2
The sluices of the storm	J2
The woods break down the sand upblows	U
In blinding volleys warm	J2
The yellow floods in frantic surge	K2
Familiar fields deform	J2
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From evening until morning	L
His skill will not avail	Z
And as he cheers his youngest born	F2
His cheek is spectre pale	Z
For the bonnie mare from courses known	L2
Has drifted like a sail	Z
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III	A
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On some wild crag he sees the dawn	M2
Unsheathe her scimitar	G2
Oh if it be my mother earth	N2
And not a foreign star	G2
Tell me the way to Boston	D
And is it near or far	G2
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One watchman lifts his lamp and laughs	U
Ye've many a league to wend	E2
The next doth bless the sleeping boy	N
From his mad father's end	E2
A third upon a drawbridge growls	U
Bear ye to larboard friend	E2
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Forward and backward like a stone	L2
The tides have in their hold	O2
He dashes east and then distraught	P2
Darts west as he is told	O2
Peter Rugg the Bostonian	D
That knew the land of old	O2
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And journeying and resting scarce	U
A melancholy space	U
Turns to and fro and round and round	Q2
The frenzy in his face	U
And ends alway in angrier mood	R2
And in a stranger place	U
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Lost lost in bayberry thickets	U
Where Plymouth plovers run	D
And where the masts of Salem	S2
Look lordly in the sun	D
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Lost in the Concord vale and lost	T2
By rocky Wollaston	D
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Small thanks have they that guide him	U2
Awed and aware of blight	V2
To hear him shriek denial	Z
It sickens them with fright	V2
They lied to me a month ago	P
With thy same lie to night	V2
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To night to night as nights succeed	W2
He swears at home to bide	C
Until pursued with laughter	G2
Or fled as soon as spied	C
The weather drench d man is known	D
Over the country side	C
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IV	A
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The seventh noon's a memory	G2
And autumn's closing in	D
The quince is fragrant on the bough	X2
And barley chokes the bin	D
O Boston Boston Boston	D
And O my kith and kin	D
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The snow climbs o'er the pasture wall	Z
It crackles 'neath the moon	D
And now the rustic sows the seed	W2
Damp in his heavy shoon	D
And now the building jays are loud	Y2
In canopies of June	D
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For season after season	D
The three are whirled along	Z2
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Misled by every instinct	A3
Of light or scent or song	Z2
Yea put them on the surest trail	Z
The trail is in the wrong	Z2
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Upon those wheels in any path	B3
The rain will follow loud	Y2
And he who meets that ghostly man	D
Will meet a thunder cloud	Y2
And whosoever speaks with him	U2
May next bespeak his shroud	Y2
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Tho' nigh two hundred years have gone	D
Doth Peter Rugg the more	G2
A gentle answer and a true	G2
Of living lips implore	G2
Oh show me to my own town	D
And to my open door	G2
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Where shall he see his own town	D
Once dear unto his feet	C3
The psalms the tankard to the King	L
The beacon's cliffy seat	C3
The gabled neighborhood the stocks	U
Set in the middle street	C3
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How shall he know his own town	D
If now he clatters thro'	G2
Much men and cities change that have	A
Another love to woo	G2
And things occult incredible	Z
They find to think and do	G2
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With such new wonders since he went	D3
A broader gossip copes	U
Across the crowded triple hills	U
And up the harbor slopes	U
Tradition's self for him no more	G2
Remembers watches hopes	U
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But ye O unborn children	D
For many a race must thrive	A
And drip away like icicles	U
Ere Peter Rugg arrive	A
If of a sudden to your ears	U
His plaint is blown alive	A
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If nigh the city folding in	D
A little lad that cries	U
A wet and weary traveller	G2
Shall fix you with his eyes	U
And from the crazy carriage lean	D
To spend his heart in sighs	U
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That I may enter Boston	D
Oh help it to befall	Z
There would no fear encompass me	G2
No evil craft appall	Z
Ah but to be in Boston	D
GOD WILLING after all	Z
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Ye children tremble not but go	P
And lift his bridle brave	A
In the one Name the dread Name	E3
That doth forgive and save	A
And leads him home to Copp's Hill ground	Q2
And to his father's grave	A