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Rais'd are the dripping oars	A
Silent the boat the lake	B
Lovely and soft as a dream	C
Swims in the sheen of the moon	D
The mountains stand at its head	E
Clear in the pure June night	F
But the valleys are flooded with haze	G
Rydal and Fairfield are there	H
In the shadow Wordsworth lies dead	E
So it is so it will be for aye	I
Nature is fresh as of old	J
Is lovely a mortal is dead	E
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The spots which recall him survive	K
For he lent a new life to these hills	L
The Pillar still broods o'er the fields	M
Which border Ennerdale Lake	B
And Egremont sleeps by the sea	N
The gleam of The Evening Star	O
Twinkles on Grasmere no more	P
But ruin'd and solemn and grey	Q
The sheepfold of Michael survives	R
And far to the south the heath	S
Still blows in the Quantock coombs	T
By the favourite waters of Ruth	U
These survive yet not without pain	V
Pain and dejection to night	F
Can I feel that their Poet is gone	W
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He grew old in an age he condemn'd	X
He look'd on the rushing decay	Q
Of the times which had shelter'd his youth	U
Felt the dissolving throes	Y
Of a social order he lov'd	Z
Outliv'd his brethren his peers	A2
And like the Theban seer	B2
Died in his enemies' day	Q
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Cold bubbled the spring of Tilphusa	A2
Copais lay bright in the moon	D
Helicon glass'd in the lake	B
Its firs and afar rose the peaks	A2
Of Parnassus snowily clear	C2
Thebes was behind him in flames	A2
And the clang of arms in his ear	B2
When his awe struck captors led	E
The Theban seer to the spring	D2
Tiresias drank and died	E2
Nor did reviving Thebes	A2
See such a prophet again	F2
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Well may we mourn when the head	E
Of a sacred poet lies low	G2
In an age which can rear them no more	P
The complaining millions of men	F2
Darken in labour and pain	V
But he was a priest to us all	H2
Of the wonder and bloom of the world	I2
Which we saw with his eyes and were glad	J2
He is dead and the fruit bearing day	Q
Of his race is past on the earth	K2
And darkness returns to our eyes	A2
	-
For oh is it you is it you	L2
Moonlight and shadow and lake	B
And mountains that fill us with joy	M2
Or the Poet who sings you so well	N2
Is it you O Beauty O Grace	A2
O Charm O Romance that we feel	O2
Or the voice which reveals what you are	O
Are ye like daylight and sun	P2
Shar'd and rejoic'd in by all	H2
Or are ye immers'd in the mass	A2
Of matter and hard to extract	Q2
Or sunk at the core of the world	I2
Too deep for the most to discern	R2
Like stars in the deep of the sky	I
Which arise on the glass of the sage	S2
But are lost when their watcher is gone	W
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They are here' I heard as men heard	T2
In Mysian Ida the voice	A2
Of the Mighty Mother or Crete	U2
The murmur of Nature reply	I
'Loveliness Magic and Grace	A2
They are here they are set in the world	I2
They abide and the finest of souls	A2
Has not been thrill'd by them all	H2
Nor the dullest been dead to them quite	F
The poet who sings them may die	I
But they are immortal and live	K
For they are the life of the world	I2
Will ye not learn it and know	G2
When ye mourn that a poet is dead	E
That the singer was less than his themes	A2
Life and Emotion and I	I
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'More than the singer are these	A2
Weak is the tremor of pain	V
That thrills in his mournfullest chord	V2
To that which once ran through his soul	W2
Cold the elation of joy	M2
In his gladdest airiest song	X2
To that which of old in his youth	U
Fill'd him and made him divine	Y2
Hardly his voice at its best	Z2
Gives us a sense of the awe	A3
The vastness the grandeur the gloom	B3
Of the unlit gulph of himself	C3
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'Ye know not yourselves and your bards	A2
The clearest the best who have read	E
Most in themselves have beheld	E
Less than they left unreveal'd	E
Ye express not yourselves can ye make	B
With marble with colour with word	E
What charm'd you in others re live	K
Can thy pencil O Artist restore	P
The figure the bloom of thy love	D3
As she was in her morning of spring	D2
Canst thou paint the ineffable smile	E3
Of her eyes as they rested on thine	Y2
Can the image of life have the glow	G2
The motion of life itself	C3
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'Yourselves and your fellows ye know not and me	N
The Mateless the One will ye know	G2
Will ye scan me and read me and tell	N2
Of the thoughts that ferment in my breast	E
My longing my sadness my joy	M2
Will ye claim for your great ones the gift	E
To have render'd the gleam of my skies	A2
To have echoed the moan of my seas	A2
Utter'd the voice of my hills	A2
When your great ones depart will ye say	A2
All things have suffer'd a loss	A2
Nature is hid in their grave	F3
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'Race after race man after man	G3
Have dream'd that my secret was theirs	A2
Have thought that I liv'd but for them	H3
That they were my glory and joy	M2
They are dust they are chang'd they are gone	W
I remain '	-

Matthew Arnold

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