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When Lilacs Last in the Door yard Bloom'd	A
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WHEN lilacs last in the door yard bloom'd	A
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night	B
I mourn'd and yet shall mourn with ever returning spring	C
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O ever returning spring trinity sure to me you bring	C
Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west	D
And thought of him I love	E
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O powerful western fallen star	F
O shades of night O moody tearful night	B
O great star disappear'd O the black murk that hides the star	F
O cruel hands that hold me powerless O helpless soul of me	G
O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my soul	H
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In the door yard fronting an old farm house near the white wash'd	I
palings	J
Stands the lilac bush tall growing with heart shaped leaves of rich	K
green	L
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate with the perfume	M
strong I love	E
With every leaf a miracle and from this bush in the door yard	N
With delicate color'd blossoms and heart shaped leaves of rich	K
green	L
A sprig with its flower I break	O
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In the swamp in secluded recesses	J
A shy and hidden bird is warbling a song	P
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Solitary the thrush	Q
The hermit withdrawn to himself avoiding the settlements	J
Sings by himself a song	P
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Song of the bleeding throat	R
Death's outlet song of life for well dear brother I know	S
If thou wast not gifted to sing thou would'st surely die	T
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Over the breast of the spring the land amid cities	J
Amid lanes and through old woods where lately the violets peep'd	U
from the ground spotting the gray debris	J
Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes passing the	V
endless grass	J
Passing the yellow spear'd wheat every grain from its shroud in the	V
dark brown fields uprising	C
Passing the apple tree blows of white and pink in the orchards	J
Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave	W
Night and day journeys a coffin	X
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Coffin that passes through lanes and streets	J
Through day and night with the great cloud darkening the land	Y
With the pomp of the inloop'd flags with the cities draped in black	Z
With the show of the States themselves as of crape veil'd women	A2
standing	C
With processions long and winding and the flambeaus of the night	B
With the countless torches lit with the silent sea of faces and the	V
unbared heads	J
With the waiting depot the arriving coffin and the sombre faces	J
With dirges through the night with the thousand voices rising strong	P
and solemn	B2
With all the mournful voices of the dirges pour'd around the coffin	X
The dim lit churches and the shuddering organs Where amid these you	C2
journey	J
With the tolling tolling bells' perpetual clang	D2
Here coffin that slowly passes	J
I give you my sprig of lilac	Z
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Nor for you for one alone	E2
Blossoms and branches green to coffins all I bring	C
For fresh as the morning thus would I carol a song for you O sane	F2
and sacred death	G2
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All over bouquets of roses	J
O death I cover you over with roses and early lilies	J
But mostly and now the lilac that blooms the first	H2
Copious I break I break the sprigs from the bushes	J
With loaded arms I come pouring for you	C2
For you and the coffins all of you O death	G2
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O western orb sailing the heaven	A2
Now I know what you must have meant as a month since we walk'd	I2
As we walk'd up and down in the dark blue so mystic	J2
As we walk'd in silence the transparent shadowy night	B
As I saw you had something to tell as you bent to me night after	K2
night	B
As you droop'd from the sky low down as if to my side while the	V
other stars all look'd on	L2
As we wander'd together the solemn night for something I know not	M2
what kept me from sleep	N2
As the night advanced and I saw on the rim of the west ere you	C2
went how full you were of woe	S
As I stood on the rising ground in the breeze in the cold	O2
transparent night	B
As I watch'd where you pass'd and was lost in the netherward black of	E
the night	B
As my soul in its trouble dissatisfied sank as where you sad	P2
orb	Q2
Concluded dropt in the night and was gone	R2
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Sing on there in the swamp	S2
O singer bashful and tender I hear your notes I hear your call	T2
I hear I come presently I understand you	C2
But a moment I linger for the lustrous star has detain'd me	J
The star my departing comrade holds and detains me	J
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O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved	U2
And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone	R2
And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love	E
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Sea winds blown from east and west	D
Blown from the eastern sea and blown from the western sea till	V2
there on the prairies meeting	C
These and with these and the breath of my chant	W2
I perfume the grave of him I love	E
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O what shall I hang on the chamber walls	J
And what shall the pictures be that I hang on the walls	J
To adorn the burial house of him I love	E
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Pictures of growing spring and farms and homes	J
With the Fourth month eve at sundown and the gray smoke lucid and	X2
bright	B
With floods of the yellow gold of the gorgeous indolent sinking	C
sun burning expanding the air	Y2
With the fresh sweet herbage under foot and the pale green leaves of	E
the trees prolific	J2
In the distance the flowing glaze the breast of the river with a	V
wind dapple here and there	Y2
With ranging hills on the banks with many a line against the sky	T
and shadows	J
And the city at hand with dwellings so dense and stacks of	E
chimneys	J
And all the scenes of life and the workshops and the workmen	X
homeward returning	C
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Lo body and soul this land	Y
Mighty Manhattan with spires and the sparkling and hurrying tides	J
and the ships	J
The varied and ample land the South and the North in the light	B
Ohio's shores and flashing Missouri	J
And ever the far spreading prairies cover'd with grass and corn	Z2
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Lo the most excellent sun so calm and haughty	J
The violet and purple morn with just felt breezes	J
The gentle soft born measureless light	B
The miracle spreading bathing all the fulfill'd noon	A3
The coming eve delicious the welcome night and the stars	J
Over my cities shining all enveloping man and land	Y
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Sing on sing on you gray brown bird	B3
Sing from the swamps the recesses pour your chant from the bushes	J
Limitless out of the dusk out of the cedars and pines	J
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Sing on dearest brother warble your reedy song	P
Loud human song with voice of uttermost woe	S
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O liquid and free and tender	K2
O wild and loose to my soul O wondrous singer	K2
You only I hear yet the star holds me but will soon depart	C3
Yet the lilac with mastering odor holds me	J
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Now while I sat in the day and look'd forth	D3
In the close of the day with its light and the fields of spring	C
and the farmer preparing his crops	J
In the large unconscious scenery of my land with its lakes and	X2
forests	J
In the heavenly aerial beauty after the perturb'd winds and the	V
storms	J
Under the arching heavens of the afternoon swift passing and the	V
voices of children and women	A2
The many mov	E

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