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I	A
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How well I know what I mean to do	B
When the long dark autumn evenings come	C
And where my soul is thy pleasant hue	B
With the music of all thy voices dumb	C
In life's November too	B
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II	A
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I shall be found by the fire suppose	D
O'er a great wise book as beseemeth age	E
While the shutters flap as the cross wind blows	D
And I turn the page and I turn the page	E
Not verse now only prose	D
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III	A
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Till the young ones whisper finger on lip	F
There he is at it deep in Greek	G
Now then or never out we slip	F
To cut from the hazels by the creek	G
A mainmast for our ship ''	-
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IV	H
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I shall be at it indeed my friends	I
Greek puts already on either side	J
Such a branch work forth as soon extends	I
To a vista opening far and wide	J
And I pass out where it ends	I
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V	H
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The outside frame like your hazel trees	K
But the inside archway widens fast	L
And a rarer sort succeeds to these	K
And we slope to Italy at last	L
And youth by green degrees	K
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VI	H
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I follow wherever I am led	M
Knowing so well the leader's hand	N
Oh woman country wooed not wed	M
Loved all the more by earth's male lands	O
Laid to their hearts instead	M
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VII	H
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Look at the ruined chapel again	P
Half way up in the Alpine gorge	Q
Is that a tower I point you plain	R
Or is it a mill or an iron forge	Q
Breaks solitude in vain	R
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VIII	H
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A turn and we stand in the heart of things	S
The woods are round us heaped and dim	T
From slab to slab how it slips and springs	S
The thread of water single and slim	T
Through the ravage some torrent brings	S
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IX	S
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Does it feed the little lake below	U
That speck of white just on its marge	V
Is Pella see in the evening glow	U
How sharp the silver spear heads charge	V
When Alp meets heaven in snow	U
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X	S
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On our other side is the straight up rock	W
And a path is kept 'twixt the gorge and it	X
By boulder stones where lichens mock	W
The marks on a moth and small ferns fit	X
Their teeth to the polished block	W
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XI	S
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Oh the sense of the yellow mountain flowers	S
And thorny balls each three in one	Y
The chestnuts throw on our path in showers	S
For the drop of the woodland fruit's begun	Y
These early November hours	S
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XII	S
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That crimson the creeper's leaf across	S
Like a splash of blood intense abrupt	Z
O'er a shield else gold from rim to boss	S
And lay it for show on the fairy cupped	Z
Elf needled mat of moss	S
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XIII	S
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By the rose flesh mushrooms undivulged	Z
Last evening nay in to day's first dew	Z
Yon sudden coral nipple bulged	Z
Where a freaked fawn coloured flaky crew	Z
Of toadstools peep indulged	Z
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XIV	H
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And yonder at foot of the fronting ridge	A2
That takes the turn to a range beyond	Z
Is the chapel reached by the one arched bridge	A2
Where the water is stopped in a stagnant pond	Z
Danced over by the midge	A2
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XV	H
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The chapel and bridge are of stone alike	B2
Blackish grey and mostly wet	Z
Cut hemp stalks steep in the narrow dyke	B2
See here again how the lichens fret	Z
And the roots of the ivy strike	B2
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XVI	H
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Poor little place where its one priest comes	S
On a festa day if he comes at all	C2
To the dozen folk from their scattered homes	S
Gathered within that precinct small	C2
By the dozen ways one roams	S
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XVII	H
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To drop from the charcoal burners' huts	S
Or climb from the hemp dressers' low shed	Z
Leave the grange where the woodman stores his nuts	S
Or the wattled cote where the fowlers spread	Z
Their gear on the rock's bare juts	S
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XVIII	H
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It has some pretension too this front	Z
With its bit of fresco half moon wise	S
Set over the porch Art's early wont	Z
'Tis John in the Desert I surmise	S
But has borne the weather's brunt	Z
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XIX	S
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Not from the fault of the builder though	U
For a pent house properly projects	S
Where three carved beams make a certain show	U
Dating good thought of our architect's	S
'Five six nine he lets you know	U
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XX	S
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And all day long a bird sings there	D2
And a stray sheep drinks at the pond at times	S
The place is silent and aware	D2
It has had its scenes its joys and crimes	S
But that is its own affair	D2
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XXI	S
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My perfect wife my Leonor	D2
Oh heart my own oh eyes mine too	Z
Whom else could I dare look backward for	D2
With whom beside should I dare pursue	Z
The path grey heads abhor	D2
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XXII	Z
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For it leads to a crag's sheer edge with them	E2
Youth flowery all the way there stops	Z
Not they age threatens and they contemn	U
Till they reach the gulf wherein youth drops	Z
One inch from life's safe hem	E2
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XXIII	Z
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With me youth led I will speak now	U
No longer watch you as you sit	Z
Reading by fire light that great brow	U
And the spirit small hand propping it	Z
Mutely my heart knows how	U
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XXIV	H
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When if I think but deep enough	H
You are wont to answer prompt as rhyme	F2
And you too find without rebuff	H
Response your soul seeks many a time	F2
Piercing its fine flesh stuff	H
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XXV	H
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My own confirm me If I tread	Z
This path back is it not in pride	Z
To think how little I dreamed it led	Z
To an age so blest that by its side	Z
Youth seems the waste instead	Z
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XXVI	H
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My own see where the years conduct	Z
At first 'twas something our two souls	Z
Should mix as mists do each is sucked	Z
In each now on the new stream rolls	Z
Whatever rocks obstruct	Z
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XXVII	H
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Think when our one soul understands	Z
The great Word which makes all things new	U
When earth breaks up and heaven expands	Z
How will the change strike me and you	U
ln the house not made with hands	Z
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XXVIII	H
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Oh I must feel your brain prompt mine	U
Your heart anticipate my heart	Z
You must be just before in fine	U
See and make me see for your part	Z
New depths of the divine	U
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XXIX	Z
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But who could have expected this	Z
When we two drew together first	Z
Just for the obvious human bliss	Z
To satisfy life's daily thirst	Z
With a thing men seldom miss	Z
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XXX	Z
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Come back with me to the first of all	C2
Let us lean and love it over again	U
Let us now forget and now recall	C2
Break the rosary in a pearly rain	U
And gather what we let fall	C2
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XXXI	Z
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What did I say that a small bird sings	Z
All day long save when a brown pair	D2
Of hawks from the wood float with wide wings	Z
Strained to a bell 'gainst noon day glare	D2
You count the streaks and rings	Z
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XXXII	Z
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But at afternoon or almost eve	H
'Tis better then the silence grows	Z
To that degree you half believe	H
It must get rid of what it knows	Z
Its bosom does so heave	H
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XXXIII	Z
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Hither we walked then side by side	Z
Arm in arm and cheek to cheek	G
And still I questioned or replied	Z
While my heart convulsed to really speak	G
Lay choking in its pride	Z
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XXXIV	H
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Silent the crumbling bridge we cross	Z
And pity and praise the chapel sweet	Z
And care about the fresco's loss	Z
And wish for our souls a like retreat	Z
And wonder at the moss	Z
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XXXV	H
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Stoop and kneel on the settle under	D2
Look through the window's grated square	D2
Nothing to see For fear of plunder	D2
The cross is down and the altar bare	D2
As if thieves don't fear thunder	D2
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XXXVI	H
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We stoop and look in through the grate	Z
See the little porch and rustic door	D2
Read duly the dead builder's date	Z
Then cross the bridge that we crossed before	D2
Take the path again but wait	Z
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XXXVII	H
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Oh moment one and infinite	Z
The water slips o'er stock and stone	U
The West is tender hardly bright	Z
How grey at once is the evening grown	U
One star its chrysolite	Z
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XXXVIII	H
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We two stood there with never a third	Z
But each by each as each knew well	G2
The sights we saw and the sounds we heard	Z
The lights and the shades made up a spell	G2
Till the trouble grew and stirred	Z
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XXXIX	Z
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Oh the little more and how much it is	Z
And the little less and what worlds away	H2
How a sound shall quicken content to bliss	Z
Or a breath suspend the blood's best play	H2
And life be a proof of this	Z
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XL	H2
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Had she willed it still had stood the screen	U
So slight so sure 'twixt my love and her	D2
I could fix her face with a guard between	U
And find her soul as when friends confer	D2
Friends lovers that might have been	U
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XLI	H2
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For my heart had a touch of the woodland time	F2
Wanting to sleep now over its best	Z