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I	A
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I know a Mount the gracious Sun perceives	B
First when he visits last too when he leaves	B
The world and vainly favoured it repays	C
The day long glory of his steadfast gaze	C
By no change of its large calm front of snow	D
And underneath the Mount a Flower I know	D
He cannot have perceived that changes ever	E
At his approach and in the lost endeavour	E
To live his life has parted one by one	F
With all a flower's true graces for the grace	G
Of being but a foolish mimic sun	F
With ray like florets round a disk like face	G
Men nobly call by many a name the Mount	H
As over many a land of theirs its large	I
Calm front of snow like a triumphal targe	I
Is reared and still with old names fresh names vie	A
Each to its proper praise and own account	H
Men call the Flower the Sunflower sportively	J
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II	A
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Oh Angel of the East one one gold look	K
Across the waters to this twilight nook	K
The far sad waters Angel to this nook	K
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III	A
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Dear Pilgrim are thou for the East indeed	L
Go Saying ever as thou dost proceed	L
That I French Rudel choose for my device	M
A sunflower outspread like a sacrifice	M
Before its idol See These inexpert	L
And hurried fingers could not fail to hurt	L
The woven picture 'tis a woman's skill	J
Indeed but nothing baffled me so ill	J
Or well the work is finished Say men feed	L
On songs I sing and therefore bask the bees	N
On my flower's breast as on a platform broad	L
But as the flower's concern is not for these	N
But solely for the sun so men applaud	L
In vain this Rudel he not looking here	O
But to the East that East Go say this Pilgrim dear	P

Robert Browning

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