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Here in the twilight at the well known gate	A
I linger with no heart to enter more	B
Among the elm tops the autumnal air	C
Murmurs and spectral in the fading light	D
A solitary heron wings its way	E
Southward save this no sound or touch of life	F
Dark is the window where the scholar's lamp	G
Was used to catch a pallor from the dawn	H
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Yet I must needs a little linger here	I
Each shrub and tree is eloquent of him	J
For tongueless things and silence have their speech	K
This is the path familiar to his foot	L
From infancy to manhood and old age	M
For in a chamber of that ancient house	N
His eyes first opened on the mystery	O
Of life and all the splendor of the world	P
Here as a child in loving curious way	E
He watched the bluebird's coming learned the date	A
Of hyacinth and goldenrod and made	Q
Friends of those little redmen of the elms	R
And slyly added to their winter store	B
Of hazel nuts no harmless thing that breathed	S
Footed or winged but knew him for a friend	T
The gilded butterfly was not afraid	Q
To trust its gold to that so gentle hand	U
The bluebird fled not from the pendent spray	E
Ah happy childhood ringed with fortunate stars	V
What dreams were his in this enchanted sphere	W
What intuitions of high destiny	O
The honey bees of Hybla touched his lips	X
In that old New World garden unawares	Y
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So in her arms did Mother Nature fold	Z
Her poet whispering what of wild and sweet	A2
Into his ear the state affairs of birds	B2
The lore of dawn and sunset what the wind	C2
Said in the tree tops fine unfathomed things	D2
Henceforth to turn to music in his brain	E2
A various music now like notes of flutes	F2
And now like blasts of trumpets blown in wars	G2
Later he paced this leafy academe	H2
A student drinking from Greek chalices	G2
The ripened vintage of the antique world	P
And here to him came love and love's dear loss	G2
Here honors came the deep applause of men	I2
Touched to the heart by some swift winged word	J2
That from his own full heart took eager flight	D
Some strain of piercing sweetness or rebuke	K2
For underneath his gentle nature flamed	L2
A noble scorn for all ignoble deed	M2
Himself a bondman till all men were free	O
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Thus passed his manhood then to other lands	G2
He strayed a stainless figure among courts	G2
Beside the Manzanares and the Thames	G2
Whence after too long exile he returned	N2
With fresher laurel but sedater step	O2
And eye more serious fain to breathe the air	C
Where through the Cambridge marshes the blue Charles	G2
Uncoils its length and stretches to the sea	O
Stream dear to him at every curve a shrine	P2
For pilgrim Memory Again he watched	Q2
His loved syringa whitening by the door	B
And knew the catbird's welcome in his walks	G2
Smiled on his tawny kinsmen of the elms	G2
Stealing his nuts and in the ruined year	W
Sat at his widowed hearthside with bent brows	G2
Leonine frosty with the breath of time	R2
And listened to the crooning of the wind	C2
In the wide Elmwood chimneys as of old	Z
And then and then	I2
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The after glow has faded from the elms	G2
And in the denser darkness of the boughs	G2
From time to time the firefly's tiny lamp	G
Sparkles How often in still summer dusks	G2
He paused to note that transient phantom spark	S2
Flash on the air a light that outlasts him	J
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The night grows chill as if it felt a breath	T2
Blown from that frozen city where he lies	G2
All things turn strange The leaf that rustles here	I
Has more than autumn's mournfulness The place	G2
Is heavy with his absence Like fixed eyes	G2
Whence the dear light of sense and thought has fled	U2
The vacant windows stare across the lawn	H
The wise sweet spirit that informed it all	V2
Is otherwhere The house itself is dead	U2
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O autumn wind among the sombre pines	G2
Breathe you his dirge but be it sweet and low	W2
With deep refrains and murmurs of the sea	G2
Like to his verse the art is yours alone	X2
His once you taught him Now no voice but yours	G2
Tender and low O wind among the pines	G2
I would were mine a lyre of richer strings	G2
In soft Sicilian accents wrap his name	Y2

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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