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As I walk the misty hill	A
All is languid fogged and still	A
Not a note of any bird	B
Nor any motion's hint is heard	B
Save from soaking thickets round	C
Trickle or water's rushing sound	C
And from ghostly trees the drip	D
Of runnel dews or whispering slip	D
Of leaves which in a body launch	E
Listlessly from the stagnant branch	F
To strew the marl already strown	G
With litter sodden as its own	G
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A rheum like blight hangs on the briars	H
And from the clammy ground suspires	H
A sweet frail sick autumnal scent	I
Of stale frost furring weeds long spent	I
And wafted on like one who sleeps	H
A feeble vapour hangs or creeps	H
Exhaling on the fungus mould	J
A breath of age fatigue and cold	J
	-
Oozed from the bracken's desolate track	K
By dark rains havocked and drenched black	K
A fog about the coppice drifts	H
Or slowly thickens up and lifts	H
Into the moist despondent air	L
	-
Mist grief and stillness everywhere	L
	-
And in me too there is no sound	C
Save welling as of tears profound	C
Where in me cloud grief stillness reign	G
And an intolerable pain	G
Begins	H
Rolled on as in a flood there come	M
Memories of childhood boyhood home	N
And that which sudden pangs me most	O
Thought of the first belov'd long lost	P
Too easy lost My cold lips frame	Q
Tremulously the familiar name	Q
Unheard of her upon my breath	R
'Elizabeth Elizabeth '	-
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No voice answers on the hill	A
All is shrouded sad and still	A
Stillness fogged brakes and fog on high	S
Only in me the waters cry	S
Who mourn the hours now slipped for ever	T
Hours of boding joy and fever	T
When we loved by chance beguiled	U
I a boy and you a child	U
Child but with an angel's air	L
Astonished eager unaware	L
Or elfin's wandering with a grace	H
Foreign to any fireside race	H
And with a gaiety unknown	G
In the light feet and hair backblown	G
And with a sadness yet more strange	V
In meagre cheeks which knew to change	V
Or faint or fired more swift than sight	W
And forlorn hands and lips pressed white	W
And fragile voice and head downcast	X
Hiding tears lifted at the last	X
To speed with one pale smile the wise	H
Glance of the grey immortal eyes	H
	-
How strange it was that we should dare	L
Compound a miracle so rare	L
As 'twixt this pace and Time's next pace	H
Each to discern th' elected's face	H
Yet stranger that the high sweet fire	T
In hearts nigh foreign to desire	T
Could burn sigh weep and burn again	G
As oh it never has since then	G
Most strange of all that we so young	Y
Dared learn but would not speak love's tongue	Y
Love pledged but in the reveries	H
Of our sad and dreaming eyes	H
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Now upon such journey bound me	Z
Grief disquiet and stillness round me	Z
As bids me where I cannot tell	A2
Turn I and sigh unseen farewell	A2
Breathe the name as soft as mist	B2
Lips which nor kissed her nor were kissed	B2
And again a sigh a death	R
'Elizabeth Elizabeth '	-
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No voice answers but the mist	B2
Glows for a moment amethyst	B2
Ere the hid sun dissolves away	C2
And dimness growing dimmer grey	C2
Hides all till nothing can I see	Z
But the blind walls enclosing me	Z
And no sound and no motion hear	D2
But the vague water throbbing near	E2
Sole voice upon the darkening hill	A
Where all is blank and dead and still	A

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