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I Alphonso live and learn	A
Seeing nature go astern	A
Things deteriorate in kind	B
Lemons run to leaves and rind	B
Meagre crop of figs and limes	C
Shorter days and harder times	C
Flowering April cools and dies	D
In the insufficient skies	D
Imps at high Midsummer blot	E
Half the sun's disk with a spot	E
'Twill not now avail to tan	A
Orange cheek or skin of man	A
Roses bleach the goats are dry	F
Lisbon quakes the people cry	F
Yon pale scrawny fisher fools	G
Gaunt as bitterns in the pools	G
Are no brothers of my blood	H
They discredit Adamhood	H
	-
Eyes of gods ye must have seen	A
O'er your ramparts as ye lean	A
The general debility	H
Of genius the sterility	H
Mighty projects countermanded	H
Rash ambition broken handed	H
Puny man and scentless rose	I
Tormenting Pan to double the dose	J
Rebuild or ruin either fill	K
Of vital force the wasted rill	K
Or tumble all again in heap	L
To weltering chaos and to sleep	L
	-
Say Seigneurs are the old Niles dry	F
Which fed the veins of earth and sky	F
That mortals miss the loyal heats	M
Which drove them erst to social feats	M
Now to a savage selfness grown	A
Think nature barely serves for one	A
With science poorly mask their hurt	H
And vex the gods with question pert	H
Immensely curious whether you	N
Still are rulers or Mildew	N
Masters I'm in pain with you	N
Masters I'll be plain with you	N
In my palace of Castile	K
I a king for kings can feel	K
There my thoughts the matter roll	K
And solve and oft resolve the whole	K
And for I'm styled Alphonse the Wise	D
Ye shall not fail for sound advice	O
Before ye want a drop of rain	A
Hear the sentiment of Spain	A
	-
You have tried famine no more try it	H
Ply us now with a full diet	H
Teach your pupils now with plenty	H
For one sun supply us twenty	H
I have thought it thoroughly over	P
State of hermit state of lover	P
We must have society	H
We cannot spare variety	H
Hear you then celestial fellows	I
Fits not to be over zealous	Q
Steads not to work on the clean jump	R
Nor wine nor brains perpetual pump	R
	-
Men and gods are too extense	Q
Could you slacken and condense	Q
Your rank overgrowths reduce	Q
Till your kinds abound with juice	Q
Earth crowded cries Too many men	A
My counsel is Kill nine in ten	A
And bestow the shares of all	K
On the remnant decimal	K
Add their nine lives to this cat	H
Stuff their nine brains in his hat	H
Make his frame and forces square	S
With the labors he must dare	S
Thatch his flesh and even his years	Q
With the marble which he rears	Q
There growing slowly old at ease	Q
No faster than his planted trees	Q
He may by warrant of his age	T
In schemes of broader scope engage	T
So shall ye have a man of the sphere	U
Fit to grace the solar year	U

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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