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Our boat is asleep on Serchio's stream	A
Its sails are folded like thoughts in a dream	A
The helm sways idly hither and thither	B
Dominic the boatman has brought the mast	C
And the oars and the sails but tis sleeping fast	C
Like a beast unconscious of its tether	B
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The stars burnt out in the pale blue air	B
And the thin white moon lay withering there	B
To tower and cavern and rift and tree	B
The owl and the bat fled drowsily	D
Day had kindled the dewy woods	E
And the rocks above and the stream below	D
And the vapours in their multitudes	F
And the Apennine s shroud of summer snow	D
And clothed with light of aery gold	G
The mists in their eastern caves uprolled	G
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Day had awakened all things that be	B
The lark and the thrush and the swallow free	B
And the milkmaid s song and the mower s scythe	H
And the matin bell and the mountain bee	B
Fireflies were quenched on the dewy corn	I
Glow worms went out on the river s brim	J
Like lamps which a student forgets to trim	J
The beetle forgot to wind his horn	I
The crickets were still in the meadow and hill	D
Like a flock of rooks at a farmer s gun	K
Night s dreams and terrors every one	K
Fled from the brains which are their prey	B
From the lamp s death to the morning ray	B
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All rose to do the task He set to each	L
Who shaped us to His ends and not our own	M
The million rose to learn and one to teach	L
What none yet ever knew or can be known	M
And many rose	N
Whose woe was such that fear became desire	B
Melchior and Lionel were not among those	N
They from the throng of men had stepped aside	G
And made their home under the green hill side	G
It was that hill whose intervening brow	B
Screens Lucca from the Pisan s envious eye	O
Which the circumfluous plain waving below	D
Like a wide lake of green fertility	B
With streams and fields and marshes bare	B
Divides from the far Apennines which lie	O
Islanded in the immeasurable air	B
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What think you as she lies in her green cove	P
Our little sleeping boat is dreaming of	Q
If morning dreams are true why I should guess	R
That she was dreaming of our idleness	S
And of the miles of watery way	B
We should have led her by this time of day	B
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Never mind said Lionel	D
Give care to the winds they can bear it well	D
About yon poplar tops and see	B
The white clouds are driving merrily	B
And the stars we miss this morn will light	G
More willingly our return to night	G
How it whistles Dominic s long black hair	B
List my dear fellow the breeze blows fair	B
Hear how it sings into the air	B
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Of us and of our lazy motions	T
Impatiently said Melchior	B
If I can guess a boat s emotions	T
And how we ought two hours before	B
To have been the devil knows where	B
And then in such transalpine Tuscan	K
As would have killed a Della Cruscan	K
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So Lionel according to his art	G
Weaving his idle words Melchior said	G
She dreams that we are not yet out of bed	G
We ll put a soul into her and a heart	G
Which like a dove chased by a dove shall beat	G
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Ay heave the ballast overboard	G
And stow the eatables in the aft locker	B
Would not this keg be best a little lowered	G
No now all s right Those bottles of warm tea	B
Give me some straw must be stowed tenderly	B
Such as we used in summer after six	U
To cram in greatcoat pockets and to mix	U
Hard eggs and radishes and rolls at Eton	K
And couched on stolen hay in those green harbours	U
Farmers called gaps and we schoolboys called arbours	U
Would feast till eight	G
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With a bottle in one hand	G
As if his very soul were at a stand	G
Lionel stood when Melchior brought him steady	B
Sit at the helm fasten this sheet all ready	B
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The chain is loosed the sails are spread	G
The living breath is fresh behind	G
As with dews and sunrise fed	G
Comes the laughing morning wind	G
The sails are full the boat makes head	G
Against the Serchio s torrent fierce	U
Then flags with intermitting course	U
And hangs upon the wave and stems	U
The tempest of the	V
Which fervid from its mountain source	U
Shallow smooth and strong doth come	W
Swift as fire tempestuously	B
It sweeps into the affrighted sea	B
In morning s smile its eddies coil	B
Its billows sparkle toss and boil	B
Torturing all its quiet light	G
Into columns fierce and bright	G
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The Serchio twisting forth	X
Between the marble barriers which it clove	Q
At Ripafratta leads through the dread chasm	W
The wave that died the death which lovers love	Q
Living in what it sought as if this spasm	W
Had not yet passed the toppling mountains cling	Y
But the clear stream in full enthusiasm	W
Pours itself on the plain then wandering	Y
Down one clear path of effluence crystalline	K
Sends its superfluous waves that they may fling	Y
At Arno s feet tribute of corn and wine	K
Then through the pestilential deserts wild	G
Of tangled marsh and woods of stunted pine	K
It rushes to the Ocean	K

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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