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I	A
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The old rude church with bare bald tower is here	B
Beneath its shadow high born Rotha flows	C
Rotha remembering well who slumbers near	D
And with cool murmur lulling his repose	C
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Rotha remembering well who slumbers near	D
His hills his lakes his streams are with him yet	E
Surely the heart that read her own heart clear	D
Nature forgets not soon 'tis we forget	E
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We that with vagrant soul his fixity	E
Have slighted faithless done his deep faith wrong	F
Left him for poorer loves and bowed the knee	G
To misbegotten strange new gods of song	F
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Yet led by hollow ghost or beckoning elf	H
Far from her homestead to the desert bourn	I
The vagrant soul returning to herself	H
Wearily wise must needs to him return	J
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To him and to the powers that with him dwell	K
Inflowings that divulged not whence they came	L
And that secluded spirit unknowable	M
The mystery we make darker with a name	L
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The Somewhat which we name but cannot know	N
Ev'n as we name a star and only see	G
His quenchless flashings forth which ever show	N
And ever hide him and which are not he	G
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II	A
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Poet who sleepest by this wandering wave	O
When thou wast born what birth gift hadst thou then	P
To thee what wealth was that the Immortals gave	O
The wealth thou gavest in thy turn to men	P
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Not Milton's keen translunar music thine	Q
Not Shakespeare's cloudless boundless human view	R
Not Shelley's flush of rose on peaks divine	Q
Nor yet the wizard twilight Coleridge knew	R
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What hadst thou that could make so large amends	S
For all thou hadst not and thy peers possessed	E
Motion and fire swift means to radiant ends	S
Thou hadst for weary feet the gift of rest	E
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From Shelley's dazzling glow or thunderous haze	T
From Byron's tempest anger tempest mirth	U
Men turned to thee and found not blast and blaze	T
Tumult of tottering heavens but peace on earth	U
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Nor peace that grows by Lethe scentless flower	V
There in white languors to decline and cease	W
But peace whose names are also rapture power	V
Clear sight and love for these are parts of peace	W
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III	A
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I hear it vouched the Muse is with us still	X
If less divinely frenzied than of yore	Y
In lieu of feelings she has wondrous skill	X
To simulate emotion felt no more	Y
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Not such the authentic Presence pure that made	E
This valley vocal in the great days gone	Z
In his great days while yet the spring time played	E
About him and the mighty morning shone	A2
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No word mosaic artificer he sang	B2
A lofty song of lowly weal and dole	C2
Right from the heart right to the heart it sprang	B2
Or from the soul leapt instant to the soul	C2
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He felt the charm of childhood grace of youth	D2
Grandeur of age insisting to be sung	E2
The impassioned argument was simple truth	D2
Half wondering at its own melodious tongue	E2
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Impassioned ay to the song's ecstatic core	Y
But far removed were clangour storm and feud	E
For plenteous health was his exceeding store	Y
Of joy and an impassioned quietude	E
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IV	R
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A hundred years ere he to manhood came	L
Song from celestial heights had wandered down	F2
Put off her robe of sunlight dew and flame	L
And donned a modish dress to charm the Town	F2
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Thenceforth she but festooned the porch of things	G2
Apt at life's lore incurious what life meant	E
Dextrous of hand she struck her lute's few strings	G2
Ignobly perfect barrenly content	E
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Unflushed with ardour and unblanched with awe	H2
Her lips in profitless derision curled	E
She saw with dull emotion if she saw	I2
The vision of the glory of the world	E
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The human masque she watched with dreamless eyes	J2
In whose clear shallows lurked no trembling shade	E
The stars unkenned by her might set and rise	J2
Unmarked by her the daisies bloom and fade	E
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The age grew sated with her sterile wit	E
Herself waxed weary on her loveless throne	A2
Men felt life's tide the sweep and surge of it	E
And craved a living voice a natural tone	A2
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For none the less though song was but half true	R
The world lay common one abounding theme	K2
Man joyed and wept and fate was ever new	R
And love was sweet life real death no dream	K2
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In sad stern verse the rugged scholar sage	L2
Bemoaned his toil unvalued youth uncheered	E
His numbers wore the vesture of the age	L2
But 'neath it beating the great heart was heard	E
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From dewy pastures uplands sweet with thyme	M2
A virgin breeze freshened the jaded day	E
It wafted Collins' lonely vesper chime	M2
It breathed abroad the frugal note of Gray	E
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It fluttered here and there nor swept in vain	N2
The dusty haunts where futile echoes dwell	K
Then in a cadence soft as summer rain	N2
And sad from Auburn voiceless drooped and fell	K
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It drooped and fell and one 'neath northern skies	J2
With southern heart who tilled his father's field	E
Found Poesy a dying bade her rise	J2
And touch quick nature's hem and go forth healed	E
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On life's broad plain the ploughman's conquering share	O2
Upturned the fallow lands of truth anew	R
And o'er the formal garden's trim parterre	O2
The peasant's team a ruthless furrow drew	O2
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Bright was his going forth but clouds ere long	F
Whelmed him in gloom his radiance set and those	C
Twin morning stars of the new century's song	F
Those morning stars that sang together rose	C
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In elvish speech the Dreamer told his tale	P2
Of marvellous oceans swept by fateful wings	G2
The Se r strayed not from earth's human pale	P2
But the mysterious face of common things	G2
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He mirrored as the moon in Rydal Mere	O2
Is mirrored when the breathless night hangs blue	O2
Strangely remote she seems and wondrous near	O2
And by some nameless difference born anew	O2
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V	R
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Peace peace and rest Ah how the lyre is loth	Q2
Or powerless now to give what all men seek	R2
Either it deadens with ignoble sloth	S2
Or deafens with shrill tumult loudly weak	R2
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Where is the singer whose large notes and clear	O2
Can heal and arm and plenish and sustain	N2
Lo one with empty music floods the ear	O2
And one the heart refreshing tires the brain	N2
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And idly tuneful the loquacious throng	F
Flutter and twitter prodigal of time	M2
And little masters make a toy of song	F
Till grave men weary of the sound of rhyme	M2
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And some go prankt in faded antique dress	T2
Abhorring to be hale and glad and free	R
And some parade a conscious naturalness	T2
The scholar's not the child's simplicity	R
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Enough and wisest who from words forbear	R
The kindly river rails not as it glides	T2
And suave and charitable the winning air	R
Chides not at all or only him who chides	T2
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VI	R
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Nature we storm thine ear with choric notes	T2
Thou answerest through the calm great nights and days	T2
'Laud me who will not tuneless are your throats	T2
Yet if ye paused I should not miss the praise '	-
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We falter half rebuked and sing again	P
We chant thy desertness and haggard gloom	U2
Or with thy splendid wrath inflate the strain	N2
Or touch it with thy colour and perfume	U2
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One his melodious blood aflame for thee	R
Wooed with fierce lust his hot heart world defiled	R
One with the upward eye of infancy	R
Looked in thy face and felt himself thy child	R
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Thee he approached without distrust or dread	R
Beheld thee throned an awful queen above	R
Climbed to thy lap and merely laid his head	R
Against thy warm wild heart of mother love	R
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He heard that vast heart beating thou didst press	T2
Thy child so close and lov'dst him unaware	R
Thy beauty gladdened him yet he scarce less	T2
Had loved thee had he never found thee fair	R
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For thou wast not as legendary lands	T2
To which with curious eyes and ears we roam	V2
Nor wast thou as a fane mid solemn sands	T2
Where palmers halt at evening Thou wast home	V2
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And here at home still bides he but he sleeps	T2
Not to be wakened even at thy word	R
Though we vague dreamers dream he somewhere keeps	T2
An ear still open to thy voice still heard	R
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Thy voice as heretofore about him blown	A2
For ever blown about his silence now	W2
Thy voice though deeper yet so like his own	A2
That almost when he sang we deemed 'twas thou	W2