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As sunbeams stream through liberal space	A
And nothing jostle or displace	A
So waved the pine tree through my thought	B
And fanned the dreams it never brought	B
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'Whether is better the gift or the donor	C
Come to me '	-
Quoth the pine tree	D
'I am the giver of honor	C
My garden is the cloven rock	E
And my manure the snow	F
And drifting sand heaps feed my stock	E
In summer's scorching glow	F
He is great who can live by me	D
The rough and bearded forester	C
Is better than the lord	G
God fills the script and canister	C
Sin piles the loaded board	G
The lord is the peasant that was	H
The peasant the lord that shall be	D
The lord is hay the peasant grass	I
One dry and one the living tree	D
Who liveth by the ragged pine	J
Foundeth a heroic line	J
Who liveth in the palace hall	K
Waneth fast and spendeth all	K
He goes to my savage haunts	L
With his chariot and his care	M
My twilight realm he disenchants	L
And finds his prison there	M
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'What prizes the town and the tower	C
Only what the pine tree yields	L
Sinew that subdued the fields	L
The wild eyed boy who in the woods	L
Chants his hymn to hills and floods	L
Whom the city's poisoning spleen	N
Made not pale or fat or lean	N
Whom the rain and the wind purgeth	O
Whom the dawn and the day star urgeth	O
In whose cheek the rose leaf blusheth	O
In whose feet the lion rusheth	O
Iron arms and iron mould	P
That know not fear fatigue or cold	P
I give my rafters to his boat	Q
My billets to his boiler's throat	Q
And I will swim the ancient sea	L
To float my child to victory	L
And grant to dwellers with the pine	J
Dominion o'er the palm and vine	J
Who leaves the pine tree leaves his friend	R
Unnerves his strength invites his end	R
Cut a bough from my parent stem	S
And dip it in thy porcelain vase	L
A little while each russet gem	S
Will swell and rise with wonted grace	L
But when it seeks enlarged supplies	L
The orphan of the forest dies	L
Whoso walks in solitude	T
And inhabiteth the wood	U
Choosing light wave rock and bird	V
Before the money loving herd	V
Into that forester shall pass	L
From these companions power and grace	L
Clean shall he be without within	W
From the old adhering sin	W
All ill dissolving in the light	X
Of his triumphant piercing sight	X
Not vain sour nor frivolous	L
Not mad athirst nor garrulous	L
Grave chaste contented though retired	Y
And of all other men desired	V
On him the light of star and moon	Z
Shall fall with purer radiance down	A2
All constellations of the sky	B2
Shed their virtue through his eye	B2
Him Nature giveth for defence	L
His formidable innocence	L
The mounting sap the shells the sea	L
All spheres all stones his helpers be	L
He shall meet the speeding year	C2
Without wailing without fear	C2
He shall be happy in his love	D2
Like to like shall joyful prove	E2
He shall be happy whilst he wooes	L
Muse born a daughter of the Muse	L
But if with gold she bind her hair	M
And deck her breast with diamond	F2
Take off thine eyes thy heart forbear	M
Though thou lie alone on the ground	G2
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'Heed the old oracles	L
Ponder my spells	L
Song wakes in my pinnacles	L
When the wind swells	L
Soundeth the prophetic wind	H2
The shadows shake on the rock behind	H2
And the countless leaves of the pine are strings	L
Tuned to the lay the wood god sings	L
Hearken Hearken	A2
If thou wouldst know the mystic song	I2
Chanted when the sphere was young	J2
Aloft abroad the paean swells	L
O wise man hear'st thou half it tells	L
O wise man hear'st thou the least part	K2
'Tis the chronicle of art	K2
To the open ear it sings	L
Sweet the genesis of things	L
Of tendency through endless ages	L
Of star dust and star pilgrimages	L
Of rounded worlds of space and time	L2
Of the old flood's subsiding slime	L2
Of chemic matter force and form	M2
Of poles and powers cold wet and warm	M2
The rushing metamorphosis	L
Dissolving all that fixture is	L
Melts things that be to things that seem	N2
And solid nature to a dream	N2
O listen to the undersong	J2
The ever old the ever young	J2
And far within those cadent pauses	L
The chorus of the ancient Causes	L
Delights the dreadful Destiny	A2
To fling his voice into the tree	A2
And shock thy weak ear with a note	Q
Breathed from the everlasting throat	Q
In music he repeats the pang	J2
Whence the fair flock of Nature sprang	J2
O mortal thy ears are stones	L
These echoes are laden with tones	L
Which only the pure can hear	M
Thou canst not catch what they recite	X
Of Fate and Will of Want and Right	X
Of man to come of human life	O2
Of Death and Fortune Growth and Strife '	-
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Once again the pine tree sung	J2
'Speak not thy speech my boughs among	J2
Put off thy years wash in the breeze	L
My hours are peaceful centuries	L
Talk no more with feeble tongue	J2
No more the fool of space and time	L2
Come weave with mine a nobler rhyme	L2
Only thy Americans	L
Can read thy line can meet thy glance	L
But the runes that I rehearse	L
Understands the universe	L
The least breath my boughs which tossed	P2
Brings again the Pentecost	P2
To every soul resounding clear	M
In a voice of solemn cheer	M
Am I not thine Are not these thine	A2
And they reply Forever mine	A2
My branches speak Italian	A2
English German Basque Castilian	A2
Mountain speech to Highlanders	L
Ocean tongues to islanders	L
To Fin and Lap and swart Malay	Q2
To each his bosom secret say	Q2
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'Come learn with me the fatal song	J2
Which knits the world in music strong	J2
Come lift thine eyes to lofty rhymes	L
Of things with things of times with times	L
Primal chimes of sun and shade	R2
Of sound and echo man and maid	R2
The land reflected in the flood	S2
Body with shadow still pursued	T
For Nature beats in perfect tune	A2
And rounds with rhyme her every rune	A2
Whether she work in land or sea	A2
Or hide underground her alchemy	A2
Thou canst not wave thy staff in air	M
Or dip thy paddle in the lake	J2
But it carves the bow of beauty there	M
And the ripples in rhymes the oar forsake	J2
The wood is wiser far than thou	O
The wood and wave each other know	A2
Not unrelated unaffied	T
But to each thought and thing allied	T
Is perfect Nature's every part	T
Rooted in the mighty Heart	T
But thou poor child unbound unrhymed	T
Whence camest thou misplaced mistimed	T
Whence O thou orphan and defrauded	T
Is thy land peeled thy realm marauded	T
Who thee divorced deceived and left	T
Thee of thy faith who hath bereft	T
And torn the ensigns from thy brow	O
And sunk the immortal eye so low	A2
Thy cheek too white thy form too slender	M
Thy gait too slow thy habits tender	M
For royal man they thee confess	L
An exile from the wilderness	L
The hills where health with health agrees	L
And the wise soul expels disease	L
Hark in thy ear I will tell the sign	A2
By which thy hurt thou may'st divine	A2
When thou shalt climb the mountain cliff	T2
Or see the wide shore from thy skiff	T2
To thee the horizon shall express	L
But emptiness on emptiness	L
There lives no man of Nature's worth	O
In the circle of the earth	O
And to thine eye the vast skies fall	K
Dire and satirical	U2
On clucking hens and prating fools	L
On thieves on drudges and on dolls	L
And thou shalt say to the Most High	B2
Godhead all this astronomy	A2
And fate and practice and invention	A2
Strong art and beautiful pretension	A2
This radiant pomp of sun and star	M
Throes that were and worlds that are	M
Behold were in vain and in vain	A2
It cannot be I will look again	A2
Surely now will the curtain rise	L
And earth's fit tenant me surprise	L
But the curtain doth not rise	L
And Nature has miscarried wholly	A2
Into failure into folly	A2
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'Alas thine is the bankruptcy	A2
Blessed Nature so to see	A2
Come lay thee in my soothing shade	T
And heal the hurts which sin has made	T
I see thee in the crowd alone	A2
I will be thy companion	A2
Quit thy friends as the dead in doom	V2
And build to them a final tomb	V2
Let the starred shade that nightly falls	L
Still celebrate their funerals	L
And the bell of beetle and of bee	A2
Knell their melodious memory	A2
Behind thee leave thy merchandise	L
Thy churches and thy charities	L
And leave thy peacock wit behind	T
Enough for thee the primal mind	T
That flows in streams that breathes in wind	T
Leave all thy pedant lore apart	T
God hid the whole world in thy heart	T
Love shuns the sage the child it crowns	L
Gives all to them who all renounce	L
The rain comes when the wind calls	L
The river knows the way to the sea	A2
Without a pilot it runs and falls	L
Blessing all lands with its charity	A2
The sea tosses and foams to find	T
Its way up to the cloud and wind	T
The shadow sits close to the flying ball	K
The date fails not on the palm tree tall	K
And thou go burn thy wormy pages	L
Shalt outsee seers and outwit sages	L
Oft didst thou thread the woods in vain	A2
To find what bird had piped the strain	A2
Seek not and the little eremite	T
Flies gayly forth and sings in sight	T
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'Hearken once more	M
I will tell thee the mundane lore	M
Older am I than thy numbers wot	T
Change I may but I pass not	T
Hitherto all things fast abide	T
And anchored in the tempest ride	T
Trenchant time behoves to hurry	A2
All to yean and all to bury	A2
All the forms are fugitive	W2
But the substances survive	X2
Ever fresh the broad creation	A2
A divine improvisation	A2
From the heart of God proceeds	L
A single will a million deeds	L
Once slept the world an egg of stone	A2
And pulse and sound and light was none	A2
And God said Throb and there was motion	A2
And the vast mass became vast ocean	A2
Onward and on the eternal Pan	A2
Who layeth the world's incessant plan	A2
Halteth never in one shape	Y2
But forever doth escape	Y2
Like wave or flame into new forms	L
Of gem and air of plants and worms	L
I that to day am a pine	A2
Yesterday was a bundle of grass	L
He is free and libertine	A2
Pouring of his power the wine	A2
To every age to every race	L
Unto every race and age	Z2
He emptieth the beverage	A3
Unto each and unto all	K
Maker and original	U2
The world is the ring of his spells	L
And the play of his miracles	L
As he giveth to all to drink	J2
Thus or thus they are and think	J2
With one drop sheds form and feature	M
With the next a special nature	M
The third adds heat's indulgent spark	J2
The fourth gives light which eats the dark	J2
Into the fifth himself he flings	L
And conscious Law is King of kings	L
As the bee through the garden ranges	L
From world to world the godhead changes	L
As the sheep go feeding in the waste	T
From form to form He maketh haste	T
This vault which glows immense with light	T
Is the inn where he lodges for a night	T
What recks such Traveller if the bowers	L
Which bloom and fade like meadow flowers	L
A bunch of fragrant lilies be	A2
Or the stars of eternity	A2
Alike to him the better the worse	L
The glowing angel the outcast corse	L
Thou metest him by centuries	L
And lo he passes like the breeze	L
Thou seek'st in globe and galaxy	A2
He hides in pure transparency	A2
Thou askest in fountains and in fires	L
He is the essence that inquires	L
He is the axis of the star	M
He is the sparkle of the spar	M
He is the heart of every creature	M
He is the meaning of each feature	M
And his mind is the sky	B2
Than all it holds more deep more high '	-