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Yes dear Enchantress wandering far and long	A
In realms unperfumed by the breath of song	A
Where flowers ill flavored shed their sweets around	B
And bitterest roots invade the ungenial ground	B
Whose gems are crystals from the Epsom mine	C
Whose vineyards flow with antimonial wine	C
Whose gates admit no mirthful feature in	D
Save one gaunt mocker the Sardonic grin	D
Whose pangs are real not the woes of rhyme	E
That blue eyed misses warble out of time	E
Truant not recreant to thy sacred claim	F
Older by reckoning but in heart the same	F
Freed for a moment from the chains of toil	G
I tread once more thy consecrated soil	G
Here at thy feet my old allegiance own	H
Thy subject still and loyal to thy throne	H
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My dazzled glance explores the crowded hall	I
Alas how vain to hope the smiles of all	I
I know my audience All the gay and young	J
Love the light antics of a playful tongue	J
And these remembering some expansive line	C
My lips let loose among the nuts and wine	C
Are all impatience till the opening pun	K
Proclaims the witty shamfight is begun	K
Two fifths at least if not the total half	L
Have come infuriate for an earthquake laugh	L
I know full well what alderman has tied	M
His red bandanna tight about his side	M
I see the mother who aware that boys	N
Perform their laughter with superfluous noise	N
Beside her kerchief brought an extra one	K
To stop the explosions of her bursting son	K
I know a tailor once a friend of mine	C
Expects great doings in the button line	C
For mirth s concussions rip the outward case	O
And plant the stitches in a tenderer place	O
I know my audience these shall have their due	P
A smile awaits them ere my song is through	P
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I know myself Not servile for applause	Q
My Muse permits no deprecating clause	Q
Modest or vain she will not be denied	M
One bold confession due to honest pride	M
And well she knows the drooping veil of song	A
Shall save her boldness from the caviller s wrong	A
Her sweeter voice the Heavenly Maid imparts	R
To tell the secrets of our aching hearts	R
For this a suppliant captive prostrate bound	B
She kneels imploring at the feet of sound	B
For this convulsed in thought s maternal pains	S
She loads her arms with rhyme s resounding chains	S
Faint though the music of her fetters be	T
It lends one charm her lips are ever free	T
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Think not I come in manhood s fiery noon	U
To steal his laurels from the stage buffoon	U
His sword of lath the harlequin may wield	V
Behold the star upon my lifted shield	V
Though the just critic pass my humble name	F
And sweeter lips have drained the cup of fame	F
While my gay stanza pleased the banquet s lords	W
The soul within was tuned to deeper chords	W
Say shall my arms in other conflicts taught	X
To swing aloft the ponderous mace of thought	X
Lift in obedience to a school girl s law	Y
Mirth s tinsel wand or laughter s tickling straw	Y
Say shall I wound with satire s rankling spear	Z
The pure warm hearts that bid me welcome here	A2
No while I wander through the land of dreams	B2
To strive with great and play with trifling themes	B2
Let some kind meaning fill the varied line	C
You have your judgment will you trust to mine	C
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Between two breaths what crowded mysteries lie	C2
The first short gasp the last and long drawn sigh	C2
Like phantoms painted on the magic slide	M
Forth from the darkness of the past we glide	M
As living shadows for a moment seen	D2
In airy pageant on the eternal screen	D2
Traced by a ray from one unchanging flame	F
Then seek the dust and stillness whence we came	F
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But whence and why our trembling souls inquire	E2
Caught these dim visions their awakening fire	F2
Oh who forgets when first the piercing thought	X
Through childhood s musings found its way unsought	X
I am I live The mystery and the fear	Z
When the dread question what has brought me here	A2
Burst through life s twilight as before the sun	K
Roll the deep thunders of the morning gun	K
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Are angel faces silent and serene	D2
Bent on the conflicts of this little scene	D2
Whose dream like efforts whose unreal strife	G2
Are but the preludes to a larger life	G2
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Or does life s summer see the end of all	I
These leaves of being mouldering as they fall	I
As the old poet vaguely used to deem	H2
As WESLEY questioned in his youthful dream	H2
Oh could such mockery reach our souls indeed	X
Give back the Pharaohs or the Athenian s creed	X
Better than this a Heaven of man s device	I2
The Indian s sports the Moslem s paradise	I2
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Or is our being s only end and aim	F
To add new glories to our Maker s name	F
As the poor insect shrivelling in the blaze	J2
Lends a faint sparkle to its streaming rays	J2
Does earth send upward to the Eternal s ear	A2
The mingled discords of her jarring sphere	Z
To swell his anthem while creation rings	K2
With notes of anguish from its shattered strings	K2
Is it for this the immortal Artist means	L2
These conscious throbbing agonized machines	L2
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Dark is the soul whose sullen creed can bind	X
In chains like these the all embracing Mind	X
No two faced bigot thou dost ill reprove	G2
The sensual selfish yet benignant Jove	G2
And praise a tyrant throned in lonely pride	X
Who loves himself and cares for naught beside	X
Who gave thee summoned from primeval night	X
A thousand laws and not a single right	X
A heart to feel and quivering nerves to thrill	M2
The sense of wrong the death defying will	M2
Who girt thy senses with this goodly frame	F
Its earthly glories and its orbs of flame	F
Not for thyself unworthy of a thought	X
Poor helpless victim of a life unsought	X
But all for him unchanging and supreme	H2
The heartless centre of thy frozen scheme	H2
	-
Trust not the teacher with his lying scroll	N2
Who tears the charter of thy shuddering soul	N2
The God of love who gave the breath that warms	O2
All living dust in all its varied forms	O2
Asks not the tribute of a world like this	P2
To fill the measure of his perfect bliss	P2
Though winged with life through all its radiant shores	Q2
Creation flowed with unexhausted stores	Q2
Cherub and seraph had not yet enjoyed	X
For this he called thee from the quickening void	X
Nor this alone a larger gift was thine	C
A mightier purpose swelled his vast design	C
Thought conscience will to make them all thine own	H
He rent a pillar from the eternal throne	H
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Made in his image thou must nobly dare	R2
The thorny crown of sovereignty to share	R2
With eye uplifted it is thine to view	G2
From thine own centre Heaven s o erarching blue	G2
So round thy heart a beaming circle lies	S2
No fiend can blot no hypocrite disguise	S2
From all its orbs one cheering voice is heard	X
Full to thine ear it bears the Father s word	X
Now as in Eden where his first born trod	X
Seek thine own welfare true to man and God	X
Think not too meanly of thy low estate	X
Thou hast a choice to choose is to create	X
Remember whose the sacred lips that tell	T2
Angels approve thee when thy choice is well	T2
Remember One a judge of righteous men	U2
Swore to spare Sodom if she held but ten	U2
Use well the freedom which thy Master gave	G2
Think st thou that Heaven can tolerate a slave	G2
And He who made thee to be just and true	G2
Will bless thee love thee ay respect thee too	G2
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Nature has placed thee on a changeful tide	X
To breast its waves but not without a guide	X
Yet as the needle will forget its aim	F
Jarred by the fury of the electric flame	F
As the true current it will falsely feel	V2
Warped from its axis by a freight of steel	V2
So will thy conscience lose its balanced truth	W2
If passion s lightning fall upon thy youth	W2
So the pure effluence quit its sacred hold	X
Girt round too deeply with magnetic gold	X
Go to yon tower where busy science plies	S2
Her vast antennae feeling through the skies	S2
That little vernier on whose slender lines	X2
The midnight taper trembles as it shines	X2
A silent index	Y2

Oliver Wendell Holmes

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