tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41890588911752661952024-03-13T15:02:38.779-07:00P&FQ - Poetry and Fascinating QuotesAn educational blog about Poetry and Amazing Quotes by inspiring people.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1710125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-4271480066898035652018-12-30T10:48:00.000-08:002018-12-30T10:49:41.390-08:00Ten Great Quotes by Barack Obama<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">We, the People, recognize that we have responsibilities as well as rights; that our destinies are bound together; that a freedom which only asks what's in it for me, a freedom without a commitment to others, a freedom without love or charity or duty or patriotism, is unworthy of our founding ideals, and those who died in their defense. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">We need to reject any politics that targets people because of race or religion. This isn't a matter of political correctness. It's a matter of understanding what makes us strong. The world respects us not just for our arsenal; it respects us for our diversity and our openness and the way we respect every faith. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I see Americans of every party, every background, every faith who believe that we are stronger together: black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American; young, old; gay, straight; men, women, folks with disabilities, all pledging allegiance under the same proud flag to this big, bold country that we love. That's what I see. That's the America I know! </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Understand, our police officers put their lives on the line for us every single day. They've got a tough job to do to maintain public safety and hold accountable those who break the law. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I believe marriage is between a man and a woman. I am not in favor of gay marriage. But when you start playing around with constitutions, just to prohibit somebody who cares about another person, it just seems to me that's not what America's about. Usually, our constitutions expand liberties, they don't contract them. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">America isn't Congress. America isn't Washington. America is the striving immigrant who starts a business, or the mom who works two low-wage jobs to give her kid a better life. America is the union leader and the CEO who put aside their differences to make the economy stronger. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Let us remember we are all part of one American family. We are united in common values, and that includes belief in equality under the law, basic respect for public order, and the right of peaceful protest. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I think what you're seeing is a profound recognition on the part of the American people that gays and lesbians and transgender persons are our brothers, our sisters, our children, our cousins, our friends, our co-workers, and that they've got to be treated like every other American. And I think that principle will win out. </span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-12045809295006819572018-12-30T10:43:00.002-08:002018-12-30T10:49:57.215-08:00Ten Great Quotes by Melania Trump <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I think is important to give a child room to make mistakes in order to learn. Mistakes build wings so later in life they can fly and go on their own. Let them fall once in awhile... Be their friend and parent as well. When they're in trouble, they will come to you first. Don't try to change their opinion. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have a little spa at home. I put together a room where I get massages, pedicures, manicures. It's comfortable in my own home, and it's very private. It's very relaxing. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I like certain pieces monogrammed because it gives my closet and home warmth - it's just something that you could really feel comfortable with. It's yours; it's something personal. I do it for fun. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">After living and working in Milan and Paris, I arrived in New York City 20 years ago, and I saw both the joys and the hardships of daily life. On July 28, 2006, I was very proud to become a citizen of the United States - the greatest privilege on planet Earth. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">As citizens of this great nation, it is kindness, love, and compassion for each other that will bring us together - and keep us together. These are the values Donald and I will bring to the White House. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Donald has a deep and unbounding determination and a never-give-up attitude. I have seen him fight for years to get a project done - or even started - and he does not give up! If you want someone to fight for you and your country, I can assure you, he is the 'guy.' </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>'There is nothing in the world of art like the songs mother
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They have clung to me all my life.'</i> <b><span style="color: red;">Abraham Lincoln</span></b></span></div>
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flower of love.'</i> <span style="color: red;"><b>Stevie Wonder</b></span></span></div>
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kids are treated equally and protected equally. Every action I take, I will ask
myself, 'Does this make life better for young Americans in Baltimore, Chicago,
Detroit, Ferguson, who have as much of a right to live out their dreams as any
other child America?''<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;">'I have used the laws of this country just like the greatest
people that you read about every day in business have used the laws of this
country, the chapter laws, to do a great job for my company, for myself, for my
employees, for my family, et cetera.' </span></i><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">'What separates the winners from the losers is how a person
reacts to each new twist of fate.'</span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">'My father was very energetic; my mother was very energetic.
He lived to a very old age, and so did my mother. I believe that I just have it
from my father, from my parents. They had wonderful energy.'<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></i></div>
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They're going out spending billions of dollars a day on trying to take over the
world economically. And we're spending billions and billions and billions of
dollars on policing the world. Why isn't China involved with Libya? That - we
don't get oil from Libya, China does.'<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;">'So Bush certainly wasn't the greatest, and Obama has not done
the job. And he's created a lot of disincentive. He's created a lot of great
dissatisfaction. Regulations and regulatory is going through the roof. It's
almost impossible to get anything done in the country.' </span></i><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">'Jimmy Carter used to walk off the airplane carrying his own
luggage. Do you remember that? I don't want my president carrying - I want the
freaking Marines to be carrying his luggage, and they want to carry his
luggage.'<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;">'Somebody made the statement that Donald Trump has built or
owns the greatest collection of golf courses, ever, in the history of golf. And
I believe that is 100 percent true. '</span></i><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">'People might not think that, but the Republicans have all of
the cards. And this is the time to get rid of Obamacare. This is the time to
make the great deal.'<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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great citizens, and they don't like it when somebody such as myself speaks the
truth about this - it hurts too much.'</span></span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'If I don't feel confident about my body, I'm not going to sit
at home and feel sorry for myself and not do something about it. It's all about
taking action and not being lazy. So you do the work, whether it's fitness or
whatever. It's about getting up, motivating yourself and just doing it.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;">'You make mistakes, but I don't have any regrets. I'm the kind
of person who takes responsibility for it and deals with it. I learn from
everything I do. I work very hard, I have so many things going on in my life.
Get to know me and see who I am.' </span><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;">'I think if I'm 40 and I don't have any kids and I'm not
married, I would have a baby artificially inseminated. I would feel like Mary -
like Jesus is my baby.'</span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;">'I used to be super trendy and totally sexy. But I look back
now and I used to want everything short and low cut and you really can't do it
all.'</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'The perfect date for me would be staying at home, making a
big picnic in bed, eating Wotsits and cookies while watching cable TV.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'My decision to end my marriage was such a risk to lose
ratings and lose my fan base. I had to take that risk for my inner peace and to
be happy with myself.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'I think that there's the Kim Kardashian brand and the
Kardashian brand. I think they blend together, but I have different qualities
or interests that my sisters might not be so into.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'Maybe my fairy tale has a different ending than I dreamed it
would. But that's OK.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'Meeting people at my fertility doctor's office who are going
through the same things I'm going through, I thought, 'Why not share my story?'
It's been really emotional.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'I will always believe in love, but my idea has changed from
what I've always thought.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'There are always going to be ridiculous rumours.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'I always put clothes and family photos under the mattress, in
case the house burns down.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'There's more pressure to be famous for being yourself than if
you're being a character.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'You never know what the future holds or where my life will
take me.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;">'I know some people say it's not the best to work with your
family, but I have never understood that because it's always worked so well for
me.'</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'I remember when the wave of Jennifer Lopez, Salma Hayek and
these beautiful Hispanic women came into light, and I looked up to them and I
loved them, but I was like, 'Where are Middle Eastern women?''<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;">'I feel lazy when I'm not working. I learned all my business
sense from my dad. He always believed in me, and I think the last thing he said
to me before he passed away was, 'I know you're gonna be OK. I'm not worried
about you'.' </span><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;">I'm totally not against plastic surgery. I've tried Botox
before. That's the only thing that I've done.' </span><span style="line-height: 150%;"><br />
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'I don't even drink! I can't stand the taste of alcohol. Every
New Year's Eve I try one drink and every time it makes me feel sick. So I don't
touch booze - I'm always the designated driver.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'I urge people to learn from the mistakes of others. Please
drink responsibly and it's never acceptable to drink and drive!' <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>'I know people think we drive around in these nice cars and we
do whatever we want and our parents will pay our credit cards, but that's not
the case. Sure, my parents were generous; I got a nice car at 16, but at 18 I
was cut off. I've worked really hard. I opened the store myself.'<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span style="background: white; line-height: 150%;">'Now is the one time in my life I can be 100% selfish. I'm not
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>It's true, Christmas can feel like a lot of work,
particularly for mothers. But when you look back on all the Christmases in your
life, you'll find you've created family traditions and lasting memories. Those
memories, good and bad, are really what help to keep a family together over the
long haul.</i>' <b><span style="color: red;">Caroline Kennedy</span></b></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To
cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real
spirit of Christmas.</i>' <b><span style="color: red;">Calvin Coolidge</span></b></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions
of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and
transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Charles Dickens</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Once again, we come to the Holiday Season, a deeply religious
time that each of us observes, in his own way, by going to the mall of his
choice.</i>' <b><span style="color: red;">Dave Barry</span></b></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Faith is salted and peppered through everything at Christmas.
And I love at least one night by the Christmas tree to sing and feel the quiet
holiness of that time that's set apart to celebrate love, friendship, and God's
gift of the Christ child.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Amy Grant</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: red;"><b><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" /></b></span>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>My brothers and sisters, may the spirit of love which comes
at Christmastime fill our homes and our lives and linger there long after the
tree is down and the lights are put away for another year.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Thomas S. Monson</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>The earth has grown old with its burden of care, but at
Christmas it always is young, the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair,
and its soul full of music breaks the air, when the song of angels is sung.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Phillips Brooks</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they
meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers
they flew, with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Clement Clarke
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>We are each one on a road going toward home, but we're not
trying to get there for Christmas. We're trying to get there for eternity. We
want to arrive home safely to our loving Father in Heaven. He wants us to make
it safely there, so He has sent a guiding light for us to follow: a Savior, the
Lord Jesus Christ, the perfect example.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Margaret D. Nadauld</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>We consider Christmas as the encounter, the great encounter,
the historical encounter, the decisive encounter, between God and mankind. He
who has faith knows this truly; let him rejoice.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Pope Paul VI</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Christmas in Bethlehem. The ancient dream: a cold, clear
night made brilliant by a glorious star, the smell of incense, shepherds and
wise men falling to their knees in adoration of the sweet baby, the incarnation
of perfect love.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Lucinda Franks</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>I wrapped my Christmas presents early this year, but I used
the wrong paper. See, the paper I used said 'Happy Birthday' on it. I didn't
want to waste it so I just wrote 'Jesus' on it.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Demetri Martin</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>I'm sure most of us remember being a kid and you have all of
this endless time where two weeks before Christmas feels like ten years. I used
to go to bed to try and go to sleep to try and make it go faster.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Andrea Arnold</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Back in 1960 at Christmas time, I did work loading and
unloading boxcars for Railway Express. That was a kind of weight training that
helped me. I weighed about 160 when I started. I began to gain weight and kept
right on gaining until I reached 195 pounds.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Pete Rose</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Before we took down the tree each year, Dad would always say
a prayer that we would be together the next Christmas. I cling to that prayer,
which serves as a reminder that it's important to be grateful in the present
for the people you love because, well, you never know.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Catherine Hicks</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Christmas can have a real melancholy aspect, 'cause it
packages itself as this idea of perfect family cohesion and love, and you're
always going to come up short when you measure your personal life against the
idealized personal lives that are constantly thrust in our faces, primarily by
TV commercials.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Dan Savage</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Christmas morning, I'm going to open presents with my kids.
I'm going to take pictures of them opening the presents. Then I'm going to come
to the Staples Center and get ready to work.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Kobe Bryant</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>When I cook for my family on Christmas, I make feijoada, a
South American dish of roasted and smoked meats like ham, pork, beef, lamb, and
bacon - all served with black beans and rice. It's festive but different.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Maya
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>The Earth reminded us of a Christmas tree ornament hanging in
the blackness of space. As we got farther and farther away it diminished in
size. Finally it shrank to the size of a marble, the most beautiful marble you
can imagine.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>James Irwin</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>My parents were kind of over protective people. Me and my
sister had to play in the backyard all the time. They bought us bikes for
Christmas but wouldn't let us ride in the street, we had to ride in the
backyard. Another Christmas, my dad got me a basketball hoop and put it in the
middle of the lawn! You can't dribble on grass.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Jimmy Fallon</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>I just think that it's strong and it's important that we
recognize what the Christmas season is about; it's about the birth of our
Savior, and there's a lot of pressure today to be politically correct, but
people are realizing, too, that you have to be open to express your faith what
you want believe.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Joel Osteen</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>I was nine or 10 years old and my father was sacked on
Christmas Day. He was a manager, the results had not been good, he lost a game
on December 22 or 23. On Christmas Day, the telephone rang and he was sacked in
the middle of our lunch.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Jose Mourinho</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>I've always been shy, but I see that as a good thing because
it kept me focused on music. When I was in seventh grade, I asked my parents
for a mobile recording system for Christmas, and I got it. I didn't come out of
my room for years after that. I'd get invited to the movies and I'd say, 'I'm
gonna finish a couple of demos.</i>'' <span style="color: red;"><b>Hunter Hayes</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose
spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey
over so you can fit your head in the oven</i>.' <span style="color: red;"><b>April Winchell</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'My earliest, most impactful encounter with a book was when I
was seven and awoke early on Christmas morning to find Roald Dahl's 'Charlie
and the Chocolate Factory' in my stocking. I had never been so excited by the
sight of a book - and have possibly never been since!'' <span style="color: red;"><b>Sophie Kinsella</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>My father Bill had a problem with Christmas. Although he
appears in old photographs to possess a whippy, muscular frame, he was actually
a frail man and usually managed to cause some kind of drama just before the
festivities began</i>.' <span style="color: red;"><b>Christopher Fowler</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>My favorite traditional Christmas movie that I like to watch
is All Quiet on the Western Front. It's just not December without that movie in
my house.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>Tom Hanks</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Isn't that the great thing about Christmas? You get a lot of
respite, time to recharge your batteries, time with family without too much
else happening anywhere else in the world, time to focus on the people you love
and the activities that you enjoy, time to exercise, to read</i>.' <span style="color: red;"><b>Wayne Swan</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box; text-align: start;" />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;">'<i>Now, a lot of what we are doing right now, quite frankly, is
because of what happened on Christmas. Many of the things were kind of in the
works. We were already planning, for example, the purchase and deployment of
advanced imaging technology. You call them body scanners. We call them AITs
(Advanced Imaging Technologies)</i>.' <span style="color: red;"><b>Janet Napolitano</b></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: red;">'<i>For the millions of Americans, like my family, who believe that there is a creator God who can be known personally, Christmas is a celebration of Jesus' offer of love and forgiveness for all people.</i>' <span style="color: red;"><b>James Lankford</b></span></span></span></span></div>
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Plowing in the dusk the last furrow.</div>
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The turf had a gleam of brown,</div>
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And smell of soil was in the air,</div>
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And, cool and moist, a haze of April.<br />
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Turning the turf in the dusk</div>
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And haze of an April gloaming.</div>
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With fingers wage-anxious,</div>
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Changing her sweat for the day's pay.</div>
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Leans and feels at her throat</div>
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Cool-moving things out of the free open ways:<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">(March, 1919)A LIAR goes in fine clothes.</span></div>
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A liar is a liar and lives on the lies he tells and dies in a life of lies.</div>
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And the stonecutters earn a living—with lies—on the tombs of liars.</div>
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And he is an old liar; we know him many years back.<br />
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And drinks this blood with a laugh and a lie,</div>
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A laugh in his neck,</div>
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A lie in his mouth.</div>
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And this liar is an old one; we know him many years.</div>
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He is straight as a dog’s hind leg.</div>
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He is straight as a corkscrew.</div>
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He is white as a black cat’s foot at midnight.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The liar who lies to the people.</span></div>
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The tongue of a man is tied on this</div>
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And ends: To hell with ’em all.</div>
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To hell with ’em all.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hard as the sleep of a crummy hobo,</span></div>
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Twisted as a shell-shock idiot’s gibber.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">They said to each other: Now for war.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The liars fixed it and told ’em: Go.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Across their tables they fixed it up,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Behind their doors away from the mob.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And the guns did a job that nicked off millions.</span></div>
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The guns blew seven million off the map,</div>
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The guns sent seven million west.</div>
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Seven million shoving up the daisies.</div>
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Across their tables they fixed it up,</div>
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The liars who lie to nations.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And the boneyard junk the maggots have cleaned,</span></div>
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Where the jaws of skulls tell the jokes of war ghosts,</div>
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Out of this they are calling now: Let’s go back where we were.</div>
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Let us run the world again, us, us.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">So I hear The People talk.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I hear them tell each other:</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Let the strong men be ready.</span></div>
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Let the strong men watch.</div>
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Let your wrists be cool and your head clear.</div>
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Let the liars get their finish,</div>
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The liars and their waiting game, waiting a day again</div>
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To open the doors and tell us: War! get out to your war again.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">So I hear The People tell each other:</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Look at to-day and to-morrow.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Fix this clock that nicks off millions</span></div>
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When The Liars say it’s time.</div>
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Take things in your own hands.</div>
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To hell with ’em all,</div>
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The liars who lie to nations,</div>
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The liars who lie to The People.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-67169232635566669022016-09-04T01:35:00.003-07:002016-12-16T17:25:11.487-08:00Poem - "The Year" by Carl Sandburg<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-78958083676979640742016-09-04T01:34:00.001-07:002016-12-16T17:25:21.357-08:00Poem - "To Certain Journeymen" by Carl Sandburg<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-31753888503249636142016-07-11T15:03:00.000-07:002016-12-16T17:25:38.576-08:00Poem - "Think Of It Not, Sweet One" by John Keats<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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O 'twas born to die!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-45676561648105692212016-07-11T14:45:00.004-07:002016-12-16T17:25:55.055-08:00Poem - "To G.A.W." by John Keats<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Into the labyrinths of sweet utterance,</div>
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Of sober thought? Or when starting away,</div>
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With careless robe to meet the morning ray,<br />
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That I can never tell what mood is best;</div>
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I shall as soon pronounce which Grace more neatly</div>
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Trips it before Apollo than the rest.</div>
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Unmasked, and being seen—without a blot!</div>
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O! let me have thee whole,—all—all—be mine!</div>
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That shape, that fairness, that sweet minor zest<br />
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Of love, your kiss,—those hands, those eyes divine,</div>
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That warm, white, lucent, million-pleasured breast,—</div>
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Yourself—your soul—in pity give me all,</div>
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Withhold no atom's atom or I die,</div>
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Forget, in the mist of idle misery,</div>
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Life's purposes,—the palate of my mind</div>
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Losing its gust, and my ambition blind!</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-26101935010777633992016-07-11T14:43:00.000-07:002016-12-16T17:26:16.090-08:00Poem - "Endymion: Book III" by John Keats<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The comfortable green and juicy hay</div>
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From human pastures; or, O torturing fact!</div>
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Who, through an idiot blink, will see unpack'd</div>
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Fire-branded foxes to sear up and singe</div>
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Our gold and ripe-ear'd hopes. With not one tinge<br />
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Of sanctuary splendour, not a sight</div>
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Able to face an owl's, they still are dight</div>
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By the blear-eyed nations in empurpled vests,</div>
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And crowns, and turbans. With unladen breasts,</div>
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Save of blown self-applause, they proudly mount</div>
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To their spirit's perch, their being's high account,</div>
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Their tiptop nothings, their dull skies, their thrones--</div>
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Amid the fierce intoxicating tones</div>
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Of trumpets, shoutings, and belabour'd drums,</div>
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And sudden cannon. Ah! how all this hums,</div>
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In wakeful ears, like uproar past and gone--</div>
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Like thunder clouds that spake to Babylon,</div>
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And set those old Chaldeans to their tasks.--</div>
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Are then regalities all gilded masks?</div>
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No, there are throned seats unscalable</div>
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But by a patient wing, a constant spell,</div>
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Or by ethereal things that, unconfin'd,</div>
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Can make a ladder of the eternal wind,</div>
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And poise about in cloudy thunder-tents</div>
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To watch the abysm-birth of elements.</div>
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Aye, 'bove the withering of old-lipp'd Fate</div>
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A thousand Powers keep religious state,</div>
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In water, fiery realm, and airy bourne;</div>
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And, silent as a consecrated urn,</div>
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Hold sphery sessions for a season due.</div>
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Yet few of these far majesties, ah, few!</div>
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Have bared their operations to this globe--</div>
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Few, who with gorgeous pageantry enrobe</div>
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Our piece of heaven--whose benevolence</div>
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Shakes hand with our own Ceres; every sense</div>
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Filling with spiritual sweets to plenitude,</div>
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As bees gorge full their cells. And, by the feud</div>
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'Twixt Nothing and Creation, I here swear,</div>
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Eterne Apollo! that thy Sister fair</div>
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Is of all these the gentlier-mightiest.</div>
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When thy gold breath is misting in the west,</div>
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She unobserved steals unto her throne,</div>
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And there she sits most meek and most alone;</div>
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As if she had not pomp subservient;</div>
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As if thine eye, high Poet! was not bent</div>
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Towards her with the Muses in thine heart;</div>
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As if the ministring stars kept not apart,</div>
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Waiting for silver-footed messages.</div>
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O Moon! the oldest shades 'mong oldest trees</div>
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Feel palpitations when thou lookest in:</div>
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O Moon! old boughs lisp forth a holier din</div>
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The while they feel thine airy fellowship.</div>
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Thou dost bless every where, with silver lip</div>
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Kissing dead things to life. The sleeping kine,</div>
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Couched in thy brightness, dream of fields divine:</div>
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Innumerable mountains rise, and rise,</div>
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Ambitious for the hallowing of thine eyes;</div>
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And yet thy benediction passeth not</div>
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One obscure hiding-place, one little spot</div>
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Where pleasure may be sent: the nested wren</div>
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Has thy fair face within its tranquil ken,</div>
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And from beneath a sheltering ivy leaf</div>
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Takes glimpses of thee; thou art a relief</div>
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To the poor patient oyster, where it sleeps</div>
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Within its pearly house.--The mighty deeps,</div>
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The monstrous sea is thine--the myriad sea!</div>
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O Moon! far-spooming Ocean bows to thee,</div>
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And Tellus feels his forehead's cumbrous load.</div>
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Cynthia! where art thou now? What far abode</div>
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Of green or silvery bower doth enshrine</div>
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Such utmost beauty? Alas, thou dost pine</div>
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For one as sorrowful: thy cheek is pale</div>
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For one whose cheek is pale: thou dost bewail</div>
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His tears, who weeps for thee. Where dost thou sigh?</div>
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Ah! surely that light peeps from Vesper's eye,</div>
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Or what a thing is love! 'Tis She, but lo!</div>
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How chang'd, how full of ache, how gone in woe!</div>
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She dies at the thinnest cloud; her loveliness</div>
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Is wan on Neptune's blue: yet there's a stress</div>
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Of love-spangles, just off yon cape of trees,</div>
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Dancing upon the waves, as if to please</div>
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The curly foam with amorous influence.</div>
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O, not so idle: for down-glancing thence</div>
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She fathoms eddies, and runs wild about</div>
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O'erwhelming water-courses; scaring out</div>
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The thorny sharks from hiding-holes, and fright'ning</div>
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Their savage eyes with unaccustomed lightning.</div>
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Where will the splendor be content to reach?</div>
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O love! how potent hast thou been to teach</div>
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Strange journeyings! Wherever beauty dwells,</div>
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In gulf or aerie, mountains or deep dells,</div>
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In light, in gloom, in star or blazing sun,</div>
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Thou pointest out the way, and straight 'tis won.</div>
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Amid his toil thou gav'st Leander breath;</div>
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Thou leddest Orpheus through the gleams of death;</div>
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Thou madest Pluto bear thin element;</div>
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And now, O winged Chieftain! thou hast sent</div>
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A moon-beam to the deep, deep water-world,</div>
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To find Endymion.</div>
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On gold sand impearl'd</div>
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With lily shells, and pebbles milky white,</div>
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Poor Cynthia greeted him, and sooth'd her light</div>
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Against his pallid face: he felt the charm</div>
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To breathlessness, and suddenly a warm</div>
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Of his heart's blood: 'twas very sweet; he stay'd</div>
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His wandering steps, and half-entranced laid</div>
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His head upon a tuft of straggling weeds,</div>
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To taste the gentle moon, and freshening beads,</div>
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Lashed from the crystal roof by fishes' tails.</div>
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And so he kept, until the rosy veils</div>
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Mantling the east, by Aurora's peering hand</div>
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Were lifted from the water's breast, and fann'd</div>
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Into sweet air; and sober'd morning came</div>
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Meekly through billows:--when like taper-flame</div>
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Left sudden by a dallying breath of air,</div>
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He rose in silence, and once more 'gan fare</div>
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Along his fated way.</div>
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Far had he roam'd,</div>
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With nothing save the hollow vast, that foam'd</div>
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Above, around, and at his feet; save things</div>
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More dead than Morpheus' imaginings:</div>
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Old rusted anchors, helmets, breast-plates large</div>
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Of gone sea-warriors; brazen beaks and targe;</div>
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Rudders that for a hundred years had lost</div>
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The sway of human hand; gold vase emboss'd</div>
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With long-forgotten story, and wherein</div>
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No reveller had ever dipp'd a chin</div>
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But those of Saturn's vintage; mouldering scrolls,</div>
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Writ in the tongue of heaven, by those souls</div>
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Who first were on the earth; and sculptures rude</div>
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In ponderous stone, developing the mood</div>
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Of ancient Nox;--then skeletons of man,</div>
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Of beast, behemoth, and leviathan,</div>
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And elephant, and eagle, and huge jaw</div>
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Of nameless monster. A cold leaden awe</div>
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These secrets struck into him; and unless</div>
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Dian had chaced away that heaviness,</div>
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He might have died: but now, with cheered feel,</div>
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He onward kept; wooing these thoughts to steal</div>
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About the labyrinth in his soul of love.</div>
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"What is there in thee, Moon! that thou shouldst move</div>
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My heart so potently? When yet a child</div>
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I oft have dried my tears when thou hast smil'd.</div>
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Thou seem'dst my sister: hand in hand we went</div>
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From eve to morn across the firmament.</div>
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No apples would I gather from the tree,</div>
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Till thou hadst cool'd their cheeks deliciously:</div>
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No tumbling water ever spake romance,</div>
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But when my eyes with thine thereon could dance:</div>
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No woods were green enough, no bower divine,</div>
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Until thou liftedst up thine eyelids fine:</div>
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In sowing time ne'er would I dibble take,</div>
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Or drop a seed, till thou wast wide awake;</div>
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And, in the summer tide of blossoming,</div>
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No one but thee hath heard me blithly sing</div>
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And mesh my dewy flowers all the night.</div>
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No melody was like a passing spright</div>
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If it went not to solemnize thy reign.</div>
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Yes, in my boyhood, every joy and pain</div>
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By thee were fashion'd to the self-same end;</div>
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And as I grew in years, still didst thou blend</div>
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With all my ardours: thou wast the deep glen;</div>
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Thou wast the mountain-top--the sage's pen--</div>
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The poet's harp--the voice of friends--the sun;</div>
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Thou wast the river--thou wast glory won;</div>
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Thou wast my clarion's blast--thou wast my steed--</div>
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My goblet full of wine--my topmost deed:--</div>
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Thou wast the charm of women, lovely Moon!</div>
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O what a wild and harmonized tune</div>
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My spirit struck from all the beautiful!</div>
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On some bright essence could I lean, and lull</div>
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Myself to immortality: I prest</div>
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Nature's soft pillow in a wakeful rest.</div>
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But, gentle Orb! there came a nearer bliss--</div>
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My strange love came--Felicity's abyss!</div>
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She came, and thou didst fade, and fade away--</div>
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Yet not entirely; no, thy starry sway</div>
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Has been an under-passion to this hour.</div>
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Now I begin to feel thine orby power</div>
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Is coming fresh upon me: O be kind,</div>
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Keep back thine influence, and do not blind</div>
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My sovereign vision.--Dearest love, forgive</div>
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That I can think away from thee and live!--</div>
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Pardon me, airy planet, that I prize</div>
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One thought beyond thine argent luxuries!</div>
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How far beyond!" At this a surpris'd start</div>
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Frosted the springing verdure of his heart;</div>
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For as he lifted up his eyes to swear</div>
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How his own goddess was past all things fair,</div>
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He saw far in the concave green of the sea</div>
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An old man sitting calm and peacefully.</div>
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Upon a weeded rock this old man sat,</div>
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And his white hair was awful, and a mat</div>
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Of weeds were cold beneath his cold thin feet;</div>
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And, ample as the largest winding-sheet,</div>
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A cloak of blue wrapp'd up his aged bones,</div>
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O'erwrought with symbols by the deepest groans</div>
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Of ambitious magic: every ocean-form</div>
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Was woven in with black distinctness; storm,</div>
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And calm, and whispering, and hideous roar</div>
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Were emblem'd in the woof; with every shape</div>
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That skims, or dives, or sleeps, 'twixt cape and cape.</div>
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The gulphing whale was like a dot in the spell,</div>
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Yet look upon it, and 'twould size and swell</div>
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To its huge self; and the minutest fish</div>
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Would pass the very hardest gazer's wish,</div>
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And show his little eye's anatomy.</div>
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Then there was pictur'd the regality</div>
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Of Neptune; and the sea nymphs round his state,</div>
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In beauteous vassalage, look up and wait.</div>
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Beside this old man lay a pearly wand,</div>
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And in his lap a book, the which he conn'd</div>
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So stedfastly, that the new denizen</div>
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Had time to keep him in amazed ken,</div>
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To mark these shadowings, and stand in awe.</div>
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The old man rais'd his hoary head and saw</div>
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The wilder'd stranger--seeming not to see,</div>
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His features were so lifeless. Suddenly</div>
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He woke as from a trance; his snow-white brows</div>
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Went arching up, and like two magic ploughs</div>
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Furrow'd deep wrinkles in his forehead large,</div>
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Which kept as fixedly as rocky marge,</div>
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Till round his wither'd lips had gone a smile.</div>
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Then up he rose, like one whose tedious toil</div>
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Had watch'd for years in forlorn hermitage,</div>
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Who had not from mid-life to utmost age</div>
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Eas'd in one accent his o'er-burden'd soul,</div>
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Even to the trees. He rose: he grasp'd his stole,</div>
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With convuls'd clenches waving it abroad,</div>
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And in a voice of solemn joy, that aw'd</div>
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Echo into oblivion, he said:--</div>
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"Thou art the man! Now shall I lay my head</div>
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In peace upon my watery pillow: now</div>
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Sleep will come smoothly to my weary brow.</div>
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O Jove! I shall be young again, be young!</div>
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O shell-borne Neptune, I am pierc'd and stung</div>
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With new-born life! What shall I do? Where go,</div>
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When I have cast this serpent-skin of woe?--</div>
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I'll swim to the syrens, and one moment listen</div>
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Their melodies, and see their long hair glisten;</div>
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Anon upon that giant's arm I'll be,</div>
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That writhes about the roots of Sicily:</div>
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To northern seas I'll in a twinkling sail,</div>
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And mount upon the snortings of a whale</div>
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To some black cloud; thence down I'll madly sweep</div>
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On forked lightning, to the deepest deep,</div>
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Where through some sucking pool I will be hurl'd</div>
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With rapture to the other side of the world!</div>
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O, I am full of gladness! Sisters three,</div>
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I bow full hearted to your old decree!</div>
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Yes, every god be thank'd, and power benign,</div>
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For I no more shall wither, droop, and pine.</div>
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Thou art the man!" Endymion started back</div>
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Dismay'd; and, like a wretch from whom the rack</div>
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Tortures hot breath, and speech of agony,</div>
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Mutter'd: "What lonely death am I to die</div>
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In this cold region? Will he let me freeze,</div>
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And float my brittle limbs o'er polar seas?</div>
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Or will he touch me with his searing hand,</div>
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And leave a black memorial on the sand?</div>
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Or tear me piece-meal with a bony saw,</div>
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And keep me as a chosen food to draw</div>
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His magian fish through hated fire and flame?</div>
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O misery of hell! resistless, tame,</div>
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Am I to be burnt up? No, I will shout,</div>
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Until the gods through heaven's blue look out!--</div>
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O Tartarus! but some few days agone</div>
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Her soft arms were entwining me, and on</div>
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Her voice I hung like fruit among green leaves:</div>
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Her lips were all my own, and--ah, ripe sheaves</div>
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Of happiness! ye on the stubble droop,</div>
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But never may be garner'd. I must stoop</div>
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My head, and kiss death's foot. Love! love, farewel!</div>
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Is there no hope from thee? This horrid spell</div>
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Would melt at thy sweet breath.--By Dian's hind</div>
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Feeding from her white fingers, on the wind</div>
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I see thy streaming hair! and now, by Pan,</div>
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I care not for this old mysterious man!"</div>
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He spake, and walking to that aged form,</div>
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Look'd high defiance. Lo! his heart 'gan warm</div>
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With pity, for the grey-hair'd creature wept.</div>
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Had he then wrong'd a heart where sorrow kept?</div>
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Had he, though blindly contumelious, brought</div>
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Rheum to kind eyes, a sting to human thought,</div>
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Convulsion to a mouth of many years?</div>
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He had in truth; and he was ripe for tears.</div>
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The penitent shower fell, as down he knelt</div>
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Before that care-worn sage, who trembling felt</div>
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About his large dark locks, and faultering spake:</div>
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"Arise, good youth, for sacred Phoebus' sake!</div>
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I know thine inmost bosom, and I feel</div>
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A very brother's yearning for thee steal</div>
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Into mine own: for why? thou openest</div>
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The prison gates that have so long opprest</div>
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My weary watching. Though thou know'st it not,</div>
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Thou art commission'd to this fated spot</div>
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For great enfranchisement. O weep no more;</div>
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I am a friend to love, to loves of yore:</div>
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Aye, hadst thou never lov'd an unknown power</div>
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I had been grieving at this joyous hour</div>
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But even now most miserable old,</div>
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I saw thee, and my blood no longer cold</div>
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Gave mighty pulses: in this tottering case</div>
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Grew a new heart, which at this moment plays</div>
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As dancingly as thine. Be not afraid,</div>
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For thou shalt hear this secret all display'd,</div>
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Now as we speed towards our joyous task."</div>
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So saying, this young soul in age's mask</div>
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Went forward with the Carian side by side:</div>
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Resuming quickly thus; while ocean's tide</div>
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Hung swollen at their backs, and jewel'd sands</div>
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Took silently their foot-prints. "My soul stands</div>
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Now past the midway from mortality,</div>
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And so I can prepare without a sigh</div>
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To tell thee briefly all my joy and pain.</div>
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I was a fisher once, upon this main,</div>
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And my boat danc'd in every creek and bay;</div>
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Rough billows were my home by night and day,--</div>
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The sea-gulls not more constant; for I had</div>
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No housing from the storm and tempests mad,</div>
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But hollow rocks,--and they were palaces</div>
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Of silent happiness, of slumberous ease:</div>
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Long years of misery have told me so.</div>
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Aye, thus it was one thousand years ago.</div>
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One thousand years!--Is it then possible</div>
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To look so plainly through them? to dispel</div>
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A thousand years with backward glance sublime?</div>
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To breathe away as 'twere all scummy slime</div>
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From off a crystal pool, to see its deep,</div>
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And one's own image from the bottom peep?</div>
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Yes: now I am no longer wretched thrall,</div>
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My long captivity and moanings all</div>
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Are but a slime, a thin-pervading scum,</div>
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The which I breathe away, and thronging come</div>
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Like things of yesterday my youthful pleasures.</div>
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"I touch'd no lute, I sang not, trod no measures:</div>
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I was a lonely youth on desert shores.</div>
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My sports were lonely, 'mid continuous roars,</div>
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And craggy isles, and sea-mew's plaintive cry</div>
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Plaining discrepant between sea and sky.</div>
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Dolphins were still my playmates; shapes unseen</div>
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Would let me feel their scales of gold and green,</div>
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Nor be my desolation; and, full oft,</div>
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When a dread waterspout had rear'd aloft</div>
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Its hungry hugeness, seeming ready ripe</div>
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To burst with hoarsest thunderings, and wipe</div>
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My life away like a vast sponge of fate,</div>
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Some friendly monster, pitying my sad state,</div>
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Has dived to its foundations, gulph'd it down,</div>
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And left me tossing safely. But the crown</div>
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Of all my life was utmost quietude:</div>
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More did I love to lie in cavern rude,</div>
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Keeping in wait whole days for Neptune's voice,</div>
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And if it came at last, hark, and rejoice!</div>
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There blush'd no summer eve but I would steer</div>
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My skiff along green shelving coasts, to hear</div>
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The shepherd's pipe come clear from aery steep,</div>
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Mingled with ceaseless bleatings of his sheep:</div>
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And never was a day of summer shine,</div>
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But I beheld its birth upon the brine:</div>
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For I would watch all night to see unfold</div>
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Heaven's gates, and Aethon snort his morning gold</div>
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Wide o'er the swelling streams: and constantly</div>
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At brim of day-tide, on some grassy lea,</div>
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My nets would be spread out, and I at rest.</div>
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The poor folk of the sea-country I blest</div>
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With daily boon of fish most delicate:</div>
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They knew not whence this bounty, and elate</div>
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Would strew sweet flowers on a sterile beach.</div>
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"Why was I not contented? Wherefore reach</div>
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At things which, but for thee, O Latmian!</div>
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Had been my dreary death? Fool! I began</div>
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To feel distemper'd longings: to desire</div>
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The utmost privilege that ocean's sire</div>
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Could grant in benediction: to be free</div>
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Of all his kingdom. Long in misery</div>
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I wasted, ere in one extremest fit</div>
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I plung'd for life or death. To interknit</div>
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One's senses with so dense a breathing stuff</div>
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Might seem a work of pain; so not enough</div>
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Can I admire how crystal-smooth it felt,</div>
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And buoyant round my limbs. At first I dwelt</div>
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Whole days and days in sheer astonishment;</div>
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Forgetful utterly of self-intent;</div>
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Moving but with the mighty ebb and flow.</div>
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Then, like a new fledg'd bird that first doth shew</div>
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His spreaded feathers to the morrow chill,</div>
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I tried in fear the pinions of my will.</div>
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'Twas freedom! and at once I visited</div>
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The ceaseless wonders of this ocean-bed.</div>
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No need to tell thee of them, for I see</div>
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That thou hast been a witness--it must be</div>
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For these I know thou canst not feel a drouth,</div>
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By the melancholy corners of that mouth.</div>
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So I will in my story straightway pass</div>
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To more immediate matter. Woe, alas!</div>
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That love should be my bane! Ah, Scylla fair!</div>
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Why did poor Glaucus ever--ever dare</div>
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To sue thee to his heart? Kind stranger-youth!</div>
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I lov'd her to the very white of truth,</div>
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And she would not conceive it. Timid thing!</div>
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She fled me swift as sea-bird on the wing,</div>
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Round every isle, and point, and promontory,</div>
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From where large Hercules wound up his story</div>
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Far as Egyptian Nile. My passion grew</div>
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The more, the more I saw her dainty hue</div>
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Gleam delicately through the azure clear:</div>
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Until 'twas too fierce agony to bear;</div>
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And in that agony, across my grief</div>
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It flash'd, that Circe might find some relief--</div>
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Cruel enchantress! So above the water</div>
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I rear'd my head, and look'd for Phoebus' daughter.</div>
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Aeaea's isle was wondering at the moon:--</div>
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It seem'd to whirl around me, and a swoon</div>
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Left me dead-drifting to that fatal power.</div>
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"When I awoke, 'twas in a twilight bower;</div>
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Just when the light of morn, with hum of bees,</div>
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Stole through its verdurous matting of fresh trees.</div>
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How sweet, and sweeter! for I heard a lyre,</div>
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And over it a sighing voice expire.</div>
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It ceased--I caught light footsteps; and anon</div>
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The fairest face that morn e'er look'd upon</div>
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Push'd through a screen of roses. Starry Jove!</div>
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With tears, and smiles, and honey-words she wove</div>
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A net whose thraldom was more bliss than all</div>
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The range of flower'd Elysium. Thus did fall</div>
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The dew of her rich speech: "Ah! Art awake?</div>
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O let me hear thee speak, for Cupid's sake!</div>
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I am so oppress'd with joy! Why, I have shed</div>
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An urn of tears, as though thou wert cold dead;</div>
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And now I find thee living, I will pour</div>
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From these devoted eyes their silver store,</div>
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Until exhausted of the latest drop,</div>
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So it will pleasure thee, and force thee stop</div>
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Here, that I too may live: but if beyond</div>
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Such cool and sorrowful offerings, thou art fond</div>
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Of soothing warmth, of dalliance supreme;</div>
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If thou art ripe to taste a long love dream;</div>
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If smiles, if dimples, tongues for ardour mute,</div>
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Hang in thy vision like a tempting fruit,</div>
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O let me pluck it for thee." Thus she link'd</div>
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Her charming syllables, till indistinct</div>
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Their music came to my o'er-sweeten'd soul;</div>
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And then she hover'd over me, and stole</div>
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So near, that if no nearer it had been</div>
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This furrow'd visage thou hadst never seen.</div>
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"Young man of Latmos! thus particular</div>
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Am I, that thou may'st plainly see how far</div>
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This fierce temptation went: and thou may'st not</div>
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Exclaim, How then, was Scylla quite forgot?</div>
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"Who could resist? Who in this universe?</div>
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She did so breathe ambrosia; so immerse</div>
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My fine existence in a golden clime.</div>
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She took me like a child of suckling time,</div>
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And cradled me in roses. Thus condemn'd,</div>
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The current of my former life was stemm'd,</div>
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And to this arbitrary queen of sense</div>
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I bow'd a tranced vassal: nor would thence</div>
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Have mov'd, even though Amphion's harp had woo'd</div>
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Me back to Scylla o'er the billows rude.</div>
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For as Apollo each eve doth devise</div>
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A new appareling for western skies;</div>
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So every eve, nay every spendthrift hour</div>
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Shed balmy consciousness within that bower.</div>
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And I was free of haunts umbrageous;</div>
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Could wander in the mazy forest-house</div>
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Of squirrels, foxes shy, and antler'd deer,</div>
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And birds from coverts innermost and drear</div>
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Warbling for very joy mellifluous sorrow--</div>
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To me new born delights!</div>
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"Now let me borrow,</div>
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For moments few, a temperament as stern</div>
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As Pluto's sceptre, that my words not burn</div>
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These uttering lips, while I in calm speech tell</div>
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How specious heaven was changed to real hell.</div>
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"One morn she left me sleeping: half awake</div>
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I sought for her smooth arms and lips, to slake</div>
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My greedy thirst with nectarous camel-draughts;</div>
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But she was gone. Whereat the barbed shafts</div>
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Of disappointment stuck in me so sore,</div>
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That out I ran and search'd the forest o'er.</div>
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Wandering about in pine and cedar gloom</div>
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Damp awe assail'd me; for there 'gan to boom</div>
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A sound of moan, an agony of sound,</div>
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Sepulchral from the distance all around.</div>
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Then came a conquering earth-thunder, and rumbled</div>
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That fierce complain to silence: while I stumbled</div>
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Down a precipitous path, as if impell'd.</div>
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I came to a dark valley.--Groanings swell'd</div>
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Poisonous about my ears, and louder grew,</div>
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The nearer I approach'd a flame's gaunt blue,</div>
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That glar'd before me through a thorny brake.</div>
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This fire, like the eye of gordian snake,</div>
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Bewitch'd me towards; and I soon was near</div>
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A sight too fearful for the feel of fear:</div>
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In thicket hid I curs'd the haggard scene--</div>
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The banquet of my arms, my arbour queen,</div>
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Seated upon an uptorn forest root;</div>
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And all around her shapes, wizard and brute,</div>
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Laughing, and wailing, groveling, serpenting,</div>
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Shewing tooth, tusk, and venom-bag, and sting!</div>
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O such deformities! Old Charon's self,</div>
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Should he give up awhile his penny pelf,</div>
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And take a dream 'mong rushes Stygian,</div>
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It could not be so phantasied. Fierce, wan,</div>
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And tyrannizing was the lady's look,</div>
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As over them a gnarled staff she shook.</div>
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Oft-times upon the sudden she laugh'd out,</div>
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And from a basket emptied to the rout</div>
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Clusters of grapes, the which they raven'd quick</div>
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And roar'd for more; with many a hungry lick</div>
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About their shaggy jaws. Avenging, slow,</div>
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Anon she took a branch of mistletoe,</div>
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And emptied on't a black dull-gurgling phial:</div>
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Groan'd one and all, as if some piercing trial</div>
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Was sharpening for their pitiable bones.</div>
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She lifted up the charm: appealing groans</div>
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From their poor breasts went sueing to her ear</div>
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In vain; remorseless as an infant's bier</div>
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She whisk'd against their eyes the sooty oil.</div>
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Whereat was heard a noise of painful toil,</div>
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Increasing gradual to a tempest rage,</div>
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Shrieks, yells, and groans of torture-pilgrimage;</div>
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Until their grieved bodies 'gan to bloat</div>
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And puff from the tail's end to stifled throat:</div>
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Then was appalling silence: then a sight</div>
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More wildering than all that hoarse affright;</div>
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For the whole herd, as by a whirlwind writhen,</div>
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Went through the dismal air like one huge Python</div>
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Antagonizing Boreas,--and so vanish'd.</div>
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Yet there was not a breath of wind: she banish'd</div>
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These phantoms with a nod. Lo! from the dark</div>
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Came waggish fauns, and nymphs, and satyrs stark,</div>
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With dancing and loud revelry,--and went</div>
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Swifter than centaurs after rapine bent.--</div>
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Sighing an elephant appear'd and bow'd</div>
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Before the fierce witch, speaking thus aloud</div>
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In human accent: "Potent goddess! chief</div>
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Of pains resistless! make my being brief,</div>
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Or let me from this heavy prison fly:</div>
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Or give me to the air, or let me die!</div>
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I sue not for my happy crown again;</div>
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I sue not for my phalanx on the plain;</div>
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I sue not for my lone, my widow'd wife;</div>
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I sue not for my ruddy drops of life,</div>
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My children fair, my lovely girls and boys!</div>
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I will forget them; I will pass these joys;</div>
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Ask nought so heavenward, so too--too high:</div>
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Only I pray, as fairest boon, to die,</div>
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Or be deliver'd from this cumbrous flesh,</div>
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From this gross, detestable, filthy mesh,</div>
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And merely given to the cold bleak air.</div>
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Have mercy, Goddess! Circe, feel my prayer!"</div>
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That curst magician's name fell icy numb</div>
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Upon my wild conjecturing: truth had come</div>
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Naked and sabre-like against my heart.</div>
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I saw a fury whetting a death-dart;</div>
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And my slain spirit, overwrought with fright,</div>
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Fainted away in that dark lair of night.</div>
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Think, my deliverer, how desolate</div>
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My waking must have been! disgust, and hate,</div>
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And terrors manifold divided me</div>
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A spoil amongst them. I prepar'd to flee</div>
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Into the dungeon core of that wild wood:</div>
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I fled three days--when lo! before me stood</div>
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Glaring the angry witch. O Dis, even now,</div>
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A clammy dew is beading on my brow,</div>
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At mere remembering her pale laugh, and curse.</div>
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"Ha! ha! Sir Dainty! there must be a nurse</div>
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Made of rose leaves and thistledown, express,</div>
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To cradle thee my sweet, and lull thee: yes,</div>
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I am too flinty-hard for thy nice touch:</div>
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My tenderest squeeze is but a giant's clutch.</div>
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So, fairy-thing, it shall have lullabies</div>
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Unheard of yet; and it shall still its cries</div>
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Upon some breast more lily-feminine.</div>
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Oh, no--it shall not pine, and pine, and pine</div>
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More than one pretty, trifling thousand years;</div>
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And then 'twere pity, but fate's gentle shears</div>
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Cut short its immortality. Sea-flirt!</div>
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Young dove of the waters! truly I'll not hurt</div>
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One hair of thine: see how I weep and sigh,</div>
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That our heart-broken parting is so nigh.</div>
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And must we part? Ah, yes, it must be so.</div>
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Yet ere thou leavest me in utter woe,</div>
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Let me sob over thee my last adieus,</div>
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And speak a blessing: Mark me! thou hast thews</div>
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Immortal, for thou art of heavenly race:</div>
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But such a love is mine, that here I chase</div>
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Eternally away from thee all bloom</div>
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Of youth, and destine thee towards a tomb.</div>
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Hence shalt thou quickly to the watery vast;</div>
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And there, ere many days be overpast,</div>
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Disabled age shall seize thee; and even then</div>
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Thou shalt not go the way of aged men;</div>
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But live and wither, cripple and still breathe</div>
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Ten hundred years: which gone, I then bequeath</div>
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Thy fragile bones to unknown burial.</div>
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Adieu, sweet love, adieu!"--As shot stars fall,</div>
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She fled ere I could groan for mercy. Stung</div>
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And poisoned was my spirit: despair sung</div>
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A war-song of defiance 'gainst all hell.</div>
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A hand was at my shoulder to compel</div>
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My sullen steps; another 'fore my eyes</div>
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Moved on with pointed finger. In this guise</div>
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Enforced, at the last by ocean's foam</div>
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I found me; by my fresh, my native home.</div>
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Its tempering coolness, to my life akin,</div>
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Came salutary as I waded in;</div>
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And, with a blind voluptuous rage, I gave</div>
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Battle to the swollen billow-ridge, and drave</div>
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Large froth before me, while there yet remain'd</div>
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Hale strength, nor from my bones all marrow drain'd.</div>
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"Young lover, I must weep--such hellish spite</div>
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With dry cheek who can tell? While thus my might</div>
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Proving upon this element, dismay'd,</div>
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Upon a dead thing's face my hand I laid;</div>
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I look'd--'twas Scylla! Cursed, cursed Circe!</div>
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O vulture-witch, hast never heard of mercy?</div>
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Could not thy harshest vengeance be content,</div>
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But thou must nip this tender innocent</div>
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Because I lov'd her?--Cold, O cold indeed</div>
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Were her fair limbs, and like a common weed</div>
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The sea-swell took her hair. Dead as she was</div>
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I clung about her waist, nor ceas'd to pass</div>
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Fleet as an arrow through unfathom'd brine,</div>
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Until there shone a fabric crystalline,</div>
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Ribb'd and inlaid with coral, pebble, and pearl.</div>
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Headlong I darted; at one eager swirl</div>
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Gain'd its bright portal, enter'd, and behold!</div>
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'Twas vast, and desolate, and icy-cold;</div>
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And all around--But wherefore this to thee</div>
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Who in few minutes more thyself shalt see?--</div>
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I left poor Scylla in a niche and fled.</div>
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My fever'd parchings up, my scathing dread</div>
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Met palsy half way: soon these limbs became</div>
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Gaunt, wither'd, sapless, feeble, cramp'd, and lame.</div>
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"Now let me pass a cruel, cruel space,</div>
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Without one hope, without one faintest trace</div>
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Of mitigation, or redeeming bubble</div>
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Of colour'd phantasy; for I fear 'twould trouble</div>
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Thy brain to loss of reason: and next tell</div>
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How a restoring chance came down to quell</div>
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One half of the witch in me. On a day,</div>
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Sitting upon a rock above the spray,</div>
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I saw grow up from the horizon's brink</div>
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A gallant vessel: soon she seem'd to sink</div>
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Away from me again, as though her course</div>
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Had been resum'd in spite of hindering force--</div>
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So vanish'd: and not long, before arose</div>
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Dark clouds, and muttering of winds morose.</div>
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Old Eolus would stifle his mad spleen,</div>
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But could not: therefore all the billows green</div>
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Toss'd up the silver spume against the clouds.</div>
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The tempest came: I saw that vessel's shrouds</div>
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In perilous bustle; while upon the deck</div>
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Stood trembling creatures. I beheld the wreck;</div>
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The final gulphing; the poor struggling souls:</div>
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I heard their cries amid loud thunder-rolls.</div>
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O they had all been sav'd but crazed eld</div>
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Annull'd my vigorous cravings: and thus quell'd</div>
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And curb'd, think on't, O Latmian! did I sit</div>
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Writhing with pity, and a cursing fit</div>
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Against that hell-born Circe. The crew had gone,</div>
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By one and one, to pale oblivion;</div>
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And I was gazing on the surges prone,</div>
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With many a scalding tear and many a groan,</div>
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When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,</div>
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Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.</div>
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I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd</div>
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These treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--</div>
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I caught a finger: but the downward weight</div>
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O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate</div>
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The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst</div>
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The comfortable sun. I was athirst</div>
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To search the book, and in the warming air</div>
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Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.</div>
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Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on</div>
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My soul page after page, till well-nigh won</div>
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Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,</div>
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I read these words, and read again, and tried</div>
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My eyes against the heavens, and read again.</div>
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O what a load of misery and pain</div>
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Each Atlas-line bore off!--a shine of hope</div>
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Came gold around me, cheering me to cope</div>
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Strenuous with hellish tyranny. Attend!</div>
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For thou hast brought their promise to an end.</div>
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"In the wide sea there lives a forlorn wretch,</div>
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Doom'd with enfeebled carcase to outstretch</div>
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His loath'd existence through ten centuries,</div>
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And then to die alone. Who can devise</div>
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A total opposition? No one. So</div>
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One million times ocean must ebb and flow,</div>
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And he oppressed. Yet he shall not die,</div>
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These things accomplish'd:--If he utterly</div>
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Scans all the depths of magic, and expounds</div>
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The meanings of all motions, shapes, and sounds;</div>
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If he explores all forms and substances</div>
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Straight homeward to their symbol-essences;</div>
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He shall not die. Moreover, and in chief,</div>
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He must pursue this task of joy and grief</div>
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Most piously;--all lovers tempest-tost,</div>
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And in the savage overwhelming lost,</div>
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He shall deposit side by side, until</div>
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Time's creeping shall the dreary space fulfil:</div>
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Which done, and all these labours ripened,</div>
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A youth, by heavenly power lov'd and led,</div>
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Shall stand before him; whom he shall direct</div>
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How to consummate all. The youth elect</div>
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Must do the thing, or both will be destroy'd."--</div>
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"Then," cried the young Endymion, overjoy'd,</div>
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"We are twin brothers in this destiny!</div>
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Say, I intreat thee, what achievement high</div>
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Is, in this restless world, for me reserv'd.</div>
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What! if from thee my wandering feet had swerv'd,</div>
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Had we both perish'd?"--"Look!" the sage replied,</div>
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"Dost thou not mark a gleaming through the tide,</div>
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Of divers brilliances? 'tis the edifice</div>
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I told thee of, where lovely Scylla lies;</div>
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And where I have enshrined piously</div>
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All lovers, whom fell storms have doom'd to die</div>
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Throughout my bondage." Thus discoursing, on</div>
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They went till unobscur'd the porches shone;</div>
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Which hurryingly they gain'd, and enter'd straight.</div>
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Sure never since king Neptune held his state</div>
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Was seen such wonder underneath the stars.</div>
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Turn to some level plain where haughty Mars</div>
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Has legion'd all his battle; and behold</div>
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How every soldier, with firm foot, doth hold</div>
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His even breast: see, many steeled squares,</div>
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And rigid ranks of iron--whence who dares</div>
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One step? Imagine further, line by line,</div>
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These warrior thousands on the field supine:--</div>
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So in that crystal place, in silent rows,</div>
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Poor lovers lay at rest from joys and woes.--</div>
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The stranger from the mountains, breathless, trac'd</div>
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Such thousands of shut eyes in order plac'd;</div>
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Such ranges of white feet, and patient lips</div>
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All ruddy,--for here death no blossom nips.</div>
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He mark'd their brows and foreheads; saw their hair</div>
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Put sleekly on one side with nicest care;</div>
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And each one's gentle wrists, with reverence,</div>
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Put cross-wise to its heart.</div>
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"Let us commence,</div>
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Whisper'd the guide, stuttering with joy, even now."</div>
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He spake, and, trembling like an aspen-bough,</div>
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Began to tear his scroll in pieces small,</div>
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Uttering the while some mumblings funeral.</div>
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He tore it into pieces small as snow</div>
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That drifts unfeather'd when bleak northerns blow;</div>
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And having done it, took his dark blue cloak</div>
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And bound it round Endymion: then struck</div>
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His wand against the empty air times nine.--</div>
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"What more there is to do, young man, is thine:</div>
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But first a little patience; first undo</div>
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This tangled thread, and wind it to a clue.</div>
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Ah, gentle! 'tis as weak as spider's skein;</div>
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And shouldst thou break it--What, is it done so clean?</div>
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A power overshadows thee! Oh, brave!</div>
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The spite of hell is tumbling to its grave.</div>
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Here is a shell; 'tis pearly blank to me,</div>
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Nor mark'd with any sign or charactery--</div>
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Canst thou read aught? O read for pity's sake!</div>
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Olympus! we are safe! Now, Carian, break</div>
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This wand against yon lyre on the pedestal."</div>
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'Twas done: and straight with sudden swell and fall</div>
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Sweet music breath'd her soul away, and sigh'd</div>
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A lullaby to silence.--"Youth! now strew</div>
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These minced leaves on me, and passing through</div>
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Those files of dead, scatter the same around,</div>
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And thou wilt see the issue."--'Mid the sound</div>
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Of flutes and viols, ravishing his heart,</div>
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Endymion from Glaucus stood apart,</div>
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And scatter'd in his face some fragments light.</div>
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How lightning-swift the change! a youthful wight</div>
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Smiling beneath a coral diadem,</div>
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Out-sparkling sudden like an upturn'd gem,</div>
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Appear'd, and, stepping to a beauteous corse,</div>
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Kneel'd down beside it, and with tenderest force</div>
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Press'd its cold hand, and wept--and Scylla sigh'd!</div>
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Endymion, with quick hand, the charm applied--</div>
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The nymph arose: he left them to their joy,</div>
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And onward went upon his high employ,</div>
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Showering those powerful fragments on the dead.</div>
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And, as he pass'd, each lifted up its head,</div>
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As doth a flower at Apollo's touch.</div>
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Death felt it to his inwards; 'twas too much:</div>
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Death fell a weeping in his charnel-house.</div>
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The Latmian persever'd along, and thus</div>
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All were re-animated. There arose</div>
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A noise of harmony, pulses and throes</div>
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Of gladness in the air--while many, who</div>
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Had died in mutual arms devout and true,</div>
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Sprang to each other madly; and the rest</div>
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Felt a high certainty of being blest.</div>
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They gaz'd upon Endymion. Enchantment</div>
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Grew drunken, and would have its head and bent.</div>
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Delicious symphonies, like airy flowers,</div>
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Budded, and swell'd, and, full-blown, shed full showers</div>
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Of light, soft, unseen leaves of sounds divine.</div>
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The two deliverers tasted a pure wine</div>
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Of happiness, from fairy-press ooz'd out.</div>
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Speechless they eyed each other, and about</div>
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The fair assembly wander'd to and fro,</div>
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Distracted with the richest overflow</div>
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Of joy that ever pour'd from heaven.</div>
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----"Away!"</div>
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Shouted the new-born god; "Follow, and pay</div>
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Our piety to Neptunus supreme!"--</div>
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Then Scylla, blushing sweetly from her dream,</div>
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They led on first, bent to her meek surprise,</div>
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Through portal columns of a giant size,</div>
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Into the vaulted, boundless emerald.</div>
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Joyous all follow'd, as the leader call'd,</div>
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Down marble steps; pouring as easily</div>
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As hour-glass sand--and fast, as you might see</div>
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Swallows obeying the south summer's call,</div>
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Or swans upon a gentle waterfall.</div>
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Thus went that beautiful multitude, nor far,</div>
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Ere from among some rocks of glittering spar,</div>
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Just within ken, they saw descending thick</div>
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Another multitude. Whereat more quick</div>
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Moved either host. On a wide sand they met,</div>
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And of those numbers every eye was wet;</div>
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For each their old love found. A murmuring rose,</div>
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Like what was never heard in all the throes</div>
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Of wind and waters: 'tis past human wit</div>
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To tell; 'tis dizziness to think of it.</div>
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This mighty consummation made, the host</div>
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Mov'd on for many a league; and gain'd, and lost</div>
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Huge sea-marks; vanward swelling in array,</div>
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And from the rear diminishing away,--</div>
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Till a faint dawn surpris'd them. Glaucus cried,</div>
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"Behold! behold, the palace of his pride!</div>
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God Neptune's palaces!" With noise increas'd,</div>
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They shoulder'd on towards that brightening east.</div>
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At every onward step proud domes arose</div>
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In prospect,--diamond gleams, and golden glows</div>
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Of amber 'gainst their faces levelling.</div>
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Joyous, and many as the leaves in spring,</div>
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Still onward; still the splendour gradual swell'd.</div>
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Rich opal domes were seen, on high upheld</div>
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By jasper pillars, letting through their shafts</div>
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A blush of coral. Copious wonder-draughts</div>
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Each gazer drank; and deeper drank more near:</div>
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For what poor mortals fragment up, as mere</div>
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As marble was there lavish, to the vast</div>
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Of one fair palace, that far far surpass'd,</div>
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Even for common bulk, those olden three,</div>
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Memphis, and Babylon, and Nineveh.</div>
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As large, as bright, as colour'd as the bow</div>
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Of Iris, when unfading it doth shew</div>
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Beyond a silvery shower, was the arch</div>
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Through which this Paphian army took its march,</div>
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Into the outer courts of Neptune's state:</div>
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Whence could be seen, direct, a golden gate,</div>
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To which the leaders sped; but not half raught</div>
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Ere it burst open swift as fairy thought,</div>
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And made those dazzled thousands veil their eyes</div>
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Like callow eagles at the first sunrise.</div>
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Soon with an eagle nativeness their gaze</div>
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Ripe from hue-golden swoons took all the blaze,</div>
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And then, behold! large Neptune on his throne</div>
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Of emerald deep: yet not exalt alone;</div>
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At his right hand stood winged Love, and on</div>
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His left sat smiling Beauty's paragon.</div>
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Far as the mariner on highest mast</div>
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Can see all round upon the calmed vast,</div>
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So wide was Neptune's hall: and as the blue</div>
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Doth vault the waters, so the waters drew</div>
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Their doming curtains, high, magnificent,</div>
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Aw'd from the throne aloof;--and when storm-rent</div>
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Disclos'd the thunder-gloomings in Jove's air;</div>
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But sooth'd as now, flash'd sudden everywhere,</div>
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Noiseless, sub-marine cloudlets, glittering</div>
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Death to a human eye: for there did spring</div>
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From natural west, and east, and south, and north,</div>
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A light as of four sunsets, blazing forth</div>
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A gold-green zenith 'bove the Sea-God's head.</div>
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Of lucid depth the floor, and far outspread</div>
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As breezeless lake, on which the slim canoe</div>
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Of feather'd Indian darts about, as through</div>
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The delicatest air: air verily,</div>
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But for the portraiture of clouds and sky:</div>
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This palace floor breath-air,--but for the amaze</div>
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Of deep-seen wonders motionless,--and blaze</div>
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Of the dome pomp, reflected in extremes,</div>
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Globing a golden sphere.</div>
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They stood in dreams</div>
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Till Triton blew his horn. The palace rang;</div>
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The Nereids danc'd; the Syrens faintly sang;</div>
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And the great Sea-King bow'd his dripping head.</div>
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Then Love took wing, and from his pinions shed</div>
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On all the multitude a nectarous dew.</div>
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The ooze-born Goddess beckoned and drew</div>
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Fair Scylla and her guides to conference;</div>
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And when they reach'd the throned eminence</div>
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She kist the sea-nymph's cheek,--who sat her down</div>
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A toying with the doves. Then,--"Mighty crown</div>
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And sceptre of this kingdom!" Venus said,</div>
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"Thy vows were on a time to Nais paid:</div>
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Behold!"--Two copious tear-drops instant fell</div>
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From the God's large eyes; he smil'd delectable,</div>
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And over Glaucus held his blessing hands.--</div>
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"Endymion! Ah! still wandering in the bands</div>
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Of love? Now this is cruel. Since the hour</div>
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I met thee in earth's bosom, all my power</div>
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Have I put forth to serve thee. What, not yet</div>
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Escap'd from dull mortality's harsh net?</div>
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A little patience, youth! 'twill not be long,</div>
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Or I am skilless quite: an idle tongue,</div>
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A humid eye, and steps luxurious,</div>
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Where these are new and strange, are ominous.</div>
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Aye, I have seen these signs in one of heaven,</div>
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When others were all blind; and were I given</div>
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To utter secrets, haply I might say</div>
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Some pleasant words:--but Love will have his day.</div>
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So wait awhile expectant. Pr'ythee soon,</div>
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Even in the passing of thine honey-moon,</div>
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Visit my Cytherea: thou wilt find</div>
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Cupid well-natured, my Adonis kind;</div>
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And pray persuade with thee--Ah, I have done,</div>
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All blisses be upon thee, my sweet son!"--</div>
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Thus the fair goddess: while Endymion</div>
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Knelt to receive those accents halcyon.</div>
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Meantime a glorious revelry began</div>
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Before the Water-Monarch. Nectar ran</div>
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In courteous fountains to all cups outreach'd;</div>
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And plunder'd vines, teeming exhaustless, pleach'd</div>
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New growth about each shell and pendent lyre;</div>
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The which, in disentangling for their fire,</div>
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Pull'd down fresh foliage and coverture</div>
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For dainty toying. Cupid, empire-sure,</div>
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Flutter'd and laugh'd, and oft-times through the throng</div>
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Made a delighted way. Then dance, and song,</div>
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And garlanding grew wild; and pleasure reign'd.</div>
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In harmless tendril they each other chain'd,</div>
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And strove who should be smother'd deepest in</div>
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Fresh crush of leaves.</div>
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O 'tis a very sin</div>
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For one so weak to venture his poor verse</div>
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In such a place as this. O do not curse,</div>
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High Muses! let him hurry to the ending.</div>
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All suddenly were silent. A soft blending</div>
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Of dulcet instruments came charmingly;</div>
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And then a hymn.</div>
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"KING of the stormy sea!</div>
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Brother of Jove, and co-inheritor</div>
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Of elements! Eternally before</div>
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Thee the waves awful bow. Fast, stubborn rock,</div>
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At thy fear'd trident shrinking, doth unlock</div>
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Its deep foundations, hissing into foam.</div>
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All mountain-rivers lost, in the wide home</div>
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Of thy capacious bosom ever flow.</div>
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Thou frownest, and old Eolus thy foe</div>
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Skulks to his cavern, 'mid the gruff complaint</div>
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Of all his rebel tempests. Dark clouds faint</div>
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When, from thy diadem, a silver gleam</div>
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Slants over blue dominion. Thy bright team</div>
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Gulphs in the morning light, and scuds along</div>
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To bring thee nearer to that golden song</div>
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Apollo singeth, while his chariot</div>
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Waits at the doors of heaven. Thou art not</div>
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For scenes like this: an empire stern hast thou;</div>
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And it hath furrow'd that large front: yet now,</div>
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As newly come of heaven, dost thou sit</div>
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To blend and interknit</div>
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Subdued majesty with this glad time.</div>
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O shell-borne King sublime!</div>
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We lay our hearts before thee evermore--</div>
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We sing, and we adore!</div>
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"Breathe softly, flutes;</div>
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Be tender of your strings, ye soothing lutes;</div>
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Nor be the trumpet heard! O vain, O vain;</div>
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Not flowers budding in an April rain,</div>
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Nor breath of sleeping dove, nor river's flow,--</div>
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No, nor the Eolian twang of Love's own bow,</div>
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Can mingle music fit for the soft ear</div>
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Of goddess Cytherea!</div>
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Yet deign, white Queen of Beauty, thy fair eyes</div>
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On our souls' sacrifice.</div>
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"Bright-winged Child!</div>
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Who has another care when thou hast smil'd?</div>
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Unfortunates on earth, we see at last</div>
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All death-shadows, and glooms that overcast</div>
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Our spirits, fann'd away by thy light pinions.</div>
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O sweetest essence! sweetest of all minions!</div>
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God of warm pulses, and dishevell'd hair,</div>
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And panting bosoms bare!</div>
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Dear unseen light in darkness! eclipser</div>
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Of light in light! delicious poisoner!</div>
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Thy venom'd goblet will we quaff until</div>
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We fill--we fill!</div>
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And by thy Mother's lips----"</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">For clamour, when the golden palace door</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Opened again, and from without, in shone</span></div>
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A new magnificence. On oozy throne</div>
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Smooth-moving came Oceanus the old,</div>
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To take a latest glimpse at his sheep-fold,</div>
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Before he went into his quiet cave</div>
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To muse for ever--Then a lucid wave,</div>
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Scoop'd from its trembling sisters of mid-sea,</div>
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Afloat, and pillowing up the majesty</div>
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Of Doris, and the Egean seer, her spouse--</div>
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Next, on a dolphin, clad in laurel boughs,</div>
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Theban Amphion leaning on his lute:</div>
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His fingers went across it--All were mute</div>
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To gaze on Amphitrite, queen of pearls,</div>
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And Thetis pearly too.--</div>
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The palace whirls</div>
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Around giddy Endymion; seeing he</div>
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Was there far strayed from mortality.</div>
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He could not bear it--shut his eyes in vain;</div>
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Imagination gave a dizzier pain.</div>
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"O I shall die! sweet Venus, be my stay!</div>
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Where is my lovely mistress? Well-away!</div>
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I die--I hear her voice--I feel my wing--"</div>
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At Neptune's feet he sank. A sudden ring</div>
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Of Nereids were about him, in kind strife</div>
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To usher back his spirit into life:</div>
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But still he slept. At last they interwove</div>
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Their cradling arms, and purpos'd to convey</div>
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Towards a crystal bower far away.</div>
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Lo! while slow carried through the pitying crowd,</div>
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To his inward senses these words spake aloud;</div>
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Written in star-light on the dark above:</div>
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Dearest Endymion! my entire love!</div>
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How have I dwelt in fear of fate: 'tis done--</div>
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Immortal bliss for me too hast thou won.</div>
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Arise then! for the hen-dove shall not hatch</div>
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Her ready eggs, before I'll kissing snatch</div>
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Thee into endless heaven. Awake! awake!</div>
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The youth at once arose: a placid lake</div>
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Came quiet to his eyes; and forest green,</div>
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Cooler than all the wonders he had seen,</div>
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Lull'd with its simple song his fluttering breast.</div>
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How happy once again in grassy nest!</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-31781769911667857642016-07-11T14:41:00.002-07:002016-12-16T17:26:40.593-08:00Poem - "Fill For Me A Brimming Bowl" by John Keats<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;">Fill for me a brimming bowl</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">And in it let me drown my soul:</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">But put therein some drug, designed</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">To Banish Women from my mind:</span></span></div>
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For I want not the stream inspiring</div>
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That fills the mind with--fond desiring,</div>
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But I want as deep a draught<br />
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As e'er from Lethe's wave was quaff'd;</div>
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From my despairing heart to charm</div>
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The Image of the fairest form</div>
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That e'er my reveling eyes beheld,</div>
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That e'er my wandering fancy spell'd.</div>
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In vain! away I cannot chace</div>
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The melting softness of that face,</div>
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The beaminess of those bright eyes,</div>
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That breast--earth's only Paradise.</div>
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My sight will never more be blest;</div>
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For all I see has lost its zest:</div>
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Nor with delight can I explore,</div>
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The Classic page, or Muse's lore.</div>
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Had she but known how beat my heart,</div>
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And with one smile reliev'd its smart</div>
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I should have felt a sweet relief,</div>
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I should have felt ``the joy of grief.''</div>
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Yet as the Tuscan mid the snow</div>
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Of Lapland dreams on sweet Arno,</div>
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Even so for ever shall she be</div>
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The Halo of my Memory.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>by John Keats</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">MOTHER of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">May I sing to thee</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">As thou wast hymned on the shores of Baiae?</span></span></div>
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Or may I woo thee</div>
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In earlier Sicilian? or thy smiles<br />
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Seek as they once were sought, in Grecian isles,</div>
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By bards who died content on pleasant sward,</div>
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Leaving great verse unto a little clan?</div>
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O give me their old vigour! and unheard</div>
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Save of the quiet primrose, and the span</div>
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Of heaven, and few ears,</div>
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Rounded by thee, my song should die away</div>
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Content as theirs,</div>
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Rich in the simple worship of a day.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-26915839640292532962016-05-07T17:27:00.003-07:002016-12-16T17:27:06.129-08:00Poem - "Vintage" by Amy Lowell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"Vintage" </b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>by Amy Lowell</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;">I will mix me a drink of stars, --</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Large stars with polychrome needles,</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Small stars jetting maroon and crimson,</span></span></div>
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Cool, quiet, green stars.</div>
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I will tear them out of the sky,</div>
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And squeeze them over an old silver cup,</div>
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And I will pour the cold scorn of my Beloved into it,</div>
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So that my drink shall be bubbled with ice.<br />
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It will lap and scratch</div>
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As I swallow it down;</div>
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And I shall feel it as a serpent of fire,</div>
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Coiling and twisting in my belly.</div>
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His snortings will rise to my head,</div>
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And I shall be hot, and laugh,</div>
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Forgetting that I have ever known a woman.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-76326086766364349412016-05-07T17:26:00.000-07:002016-12-16T17:27:33.932-08:00Poem - "Sword Blades and Poppy Seed" by Amy Lowell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"Sword Blades and Poppy Seed" </b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>by Amy Lowell</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;">A drifting, April, twilight sky,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">A wind which blew the puddles dry,</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">And slapped the river into waves</span></span></div>
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That ran and hid among the staves</div>
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Of an old wharf. A watery light</div>
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Touched bleak the granite bridge, and white</div>
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Without the slightest tinge of gold,</div>
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The city shivered in the cold.</div>
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All day my thoughts had lain as dead,</div>
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Unborn and bursting in my head.</div>
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From time to time I wrote a word</div>
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Which lines and circles overscored.<br />
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My table seemed a graveyard, full</div>
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Of coffins waiting burial.</div>
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I seized these vile abortions, tore</div>
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Them into jagged bits, and swore</div>
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To be the dupe of hope no more.</div>
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Into the evening straight I went,</div>
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Starved of a day's accomplishment.</div>
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Unnoticing, I wandered where</div>
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The city gave a space for air,</div>
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And on the bridge's parapet</div>
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I leant, while pallidly there set</div>
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A dim, discouraged, worn-out sun.</div>
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Behind me, where the tramways run,</div>
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Blossomed bright lights, I turned to leave,</div>
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When someone plucked me by the sleeve.</div>
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"Your pardon, Sir, but I should be</div>
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Most grateful could you lend to me</div>
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A carfare, I have lost my purse."</div>
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The voice was clear, concise, and terse.</div>
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I turned and met the quiet gaze</div>
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Of strange eyes flashing through the haze.</div>
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The man was old and slightly bent,</div>
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Under his cloak some instrument</div>
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Disarranged its stately line,</div>
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He rested on his cane a fine</div>
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And nervous hand, an almandine</div>
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Smouldered with dull-red flames, sanguine</div>
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It burned in twisted gold, upon</div>
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His finger. Like some Spanish don,</div>
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Conferring favours even when</div>
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Asking an alms, he bowed again</div>
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And waited. But my pockets proved</div>
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Empty, in vain I poked and shoved,</div>
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No hidden penny lurking there</div>
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Greeted my search. "Sir, I declare</div>
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I have no money, pray forgive,</div>
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But let me take you where you live."</div>
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And so we plodded through the mire</div>
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Where street lamps cast a wavering fire.</div>
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I took no note of where we went,</div>
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His talk became the element</div>
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Wherein my being swam, content.</div>
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It flashed like rapiers in the night</div>
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Lit by uncertain candle-light,</div>
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When on some moon-forsaken sward</div>
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A quarrel dies upon a sword.</div>
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It hacked and carved like a cutlass blade,</div>
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And the noise in the air the broad words made</div>
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Was the cry of the wind at a window-pane</div>
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On an Autumn night of sobbing rain.</div>
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Then it would run like a steady stream</div>
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Under pinnacled bridges where minarets gleam,</div>
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Or lap the air like the lapping tide</div>
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Where a marble staircase lifts its wide</div>
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Green-spotted steps to a garden gate,</div>
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And a waning moon is sinking straight</div>
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Down to a black and ominous sea,</div>
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While a nightingale sings in a lemon tree.</div>
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I walked as though some opiate</div>
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Had stung and dulled my brain, a state</div>
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Acute and slumbrous. It grew late.</div>
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We stopped, a house stood silent, dark.</div>
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The old man scratched a match, the spark</div>
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Lit up the keyhole of a door,</div>
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We entered straight upon a floor</div>
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White with finest powdered sand</div>
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Carefully sifted, one might stand</div>
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Muddy and dripping, and yet no trace</div>
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Would stain the boards of this kitchen-place.</div>
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From the chimney, red eyes sparked the gloom,</div>
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And a cricket's chirp filled all the room.</div>
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My host threw pine-cones on the fire</div>
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And crimson and scarlet glowed the pyre</div>
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Wrapped in the golden flame's desire.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The chamber opened like an eye,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
As a half-melted cloud in a Summer sky</div>
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The soul of the house stood guessed, and shy</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
It peered at the stranger warily.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A little shop with its various ware</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Spread on shelves with nicest care.</div>
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Pitchers, and jars, and jugs, and pots,</div>
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Pipkins, and mugs, and many lots</div>
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Of lacquered canisters, black and gold,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Like those in which Chinese tea is sold.</div>
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Chests, and puncheons, kegs, and flasks,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Goblets, chalices, firkins, and casks.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In a corner three ancient amphorae leaned</div>
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Against the wall, like ships careened.</div>
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There was dusky blue of Wedgewood ware,</div>
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The carved, white figures fluttering there</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Like leaves adrift upon the air.</div>
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Classic in touch, but emasculate,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The Greek soul grown effeminate.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The factory of Sevres had lent</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Elegant boxes with ornament</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Culled from gardens where fountains splashed</div>
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And golden carp in the shadows flashed,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Nuzzling for crumbs under lily-pads,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Which ladies threw as the last of fads.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Eggshell trays where gay beaux knelt,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Hand on heart, and daintily spelt</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Their love in flowers, brittle and bright,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Artificial and fragile, which told aright</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The vows of an eighteenth-century knight.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The cruder tones of old Dutch jugs</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Glared from one shelf, where Toby mugs</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Endlessly drank the foaming ale,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Its froth grown dusty, awaiting sale.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The glancing light of the burning wood</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Played over a group of jars which stood</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
On a distant shelf, it seemed the sky</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Had lent the half-tones of his blazonry</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To paint these porcelains with unknown hues</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of reds dyed purple and greens turned blues,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of lustres with so evanescent a sheen</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Their colours are felt, but never seen.</div>
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Strange winged dragons writhe about</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
These vases, poisoned venoms spout,</div>
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Impregnate with old Chinese charms;</div>
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Sealed urns containing mortal harms,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
They fill the mind with thoughts impure,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Pestilent drippings from the ure</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of vicious thinkings. "Ah, I see,"</div>
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Said I, "you deal in pottery."</div>
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The old man turned and looked at me.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Shook his head gently. "No," said he.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Then from under his cloak he took the thing</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Which I had wondered to see him bring</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Guarded so carefully from sight.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
As he laid it down it flashed in the light,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A Toledo blade, with basket hilt,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Damascened with arabesques of gilt,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Or rather gold, and tempered so</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
It could cut a floating thread at a blow.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The old man smiled, "It has no sheath,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
'Twas a little careless to have it beneath</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My cloak, for a jostle to my arm</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Would have resulted in serious harm.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
But it was so fine, I could not wait,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
So I brought it with me despite its state."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"An amateur of arms," I thought,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"Bringing home a prize which he has bought."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"You care for this sort of thing, Dear Sir?"</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"Not in the way which you infer.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I need them in business, that is all."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And he pointed his finger at the wall.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Then I saw what I had not noticed before.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The walls were hung with at least five score</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of swords and daggers of every size</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Which nations of militant men could devise.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Poisoned spears from tropic seas,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
That natives, under banana trees,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Smear with the juice of some deadly snake.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Blood-dipped arrows, which savages make</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And tip with feathers, orange and green,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A quivering death, in harlequin sheen.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
High up, a fan of glancing steel</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Was formed of claymores in a wheel.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Jewelled swords worn at kings' levees</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Were suspended next midshipmen's dirks, and these</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Elbowed stilettos come from Spain,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Chased with some splendid Hidalgo's name.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
There were Samurai swords from old Japan,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And scimitars from Hindoostan,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
While the blade of a Turkish yataghan</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Made a waving streak of vitreous white</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Upon the wall, in the firelight.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Foils with buttons broken or lost</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Lay heaped on a chair, among them tossed</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The boarding-pike of a privateer.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Against the chimney leaned a queer</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Two-handed weapon, with edges dull</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
As though from hacking on a skull.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The rusted blood corroded it still.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My host took up a paper spill</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
From a heap which lay in an earthen bowl,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And lighted it at a burning coal.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At either end of the table, tall</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Wax candles were placed, each in a small,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And slim, and burnished candlestick</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of pewter. The old man lit each wick,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And the room leapt more obviously</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Upon my mind, and I could see</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
What the flickering fire had hid from me.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Above the chimney's yawning throat,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Shoulder high, like the dark wainscote,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Was a mantelshelf of polished oak</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Blackened with the pungent smoke</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of firelit nights; a Cromwell clock</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of tarnished brass stood like a rock</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In the midst of a heaving, turbulent sea</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of every sort of cutlery.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
There lay knives sharpened to any use,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The keenest lancet, and the obtuse</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And blunted pruning bill-hook; blades</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of razors, scalpels, shears; cascades</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of penknives, with handles of mother-of-pearl,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And scythes, and sickles, and scissors; a whirl</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of points and edges, and underneath</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Shot the gleam of a saw with bristling teeth.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My head grew dizzy, I seemed to hear</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A battle-cry from somewhere near,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The clash of arms, and the squeal of balls,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And the echoless thud when a dead man falls.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A smoky cloud had veiled the room,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Shot through with lurid glares; the gloom</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Pounded with shouts and dying groans,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
With the drip of blood on cold, hard stones.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Sabres and lances in streaks of light</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Gleamed through the smoke, and at my right</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A creese, like a licking serpent's tongue,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Glittered an instant, while it stung.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Streams, and points, and lines of fire!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The livid steel, which man's desire</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Had forged and welded, burned white and cold.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Every blade which man could mould,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Which could cut, or slash, or cleave, or rip,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Or pierce, or thrust, or carve, or strip,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Or gash, or chop, or puncture, or tear,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Or slice, or hack, they all were there.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Nerveless and shaking, round and round,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I stared at the walls and at the ground,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Till the room spun like a whipping top,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And a stern voice in my ear said, "Stop!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I sell no tools for murderers here.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of what are you thinking! Please clear</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your mind of such imaginings.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Sit down. I will tell you of these things."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He pushed me into a great chair</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of russet leather, poked a flare</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of tumbling flame, with the old long sword,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Up the chimney; but said no word.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Slowly he walked to a distant shelf,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And brought back a crock of finest delf.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He rested a moment a blue-veined hand</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Upon the cover, then cut a band</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of paper, pasted neatly round,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Opened and poured. A sliding sound</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Came from beneath his old white hands,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And I saw a little heap of sands,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Black and smooth. What could they be:</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"Pepper," I thought. He looked at me.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"What you see is poppy seed.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Lethean dreams for those in need."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He took up the grains with a gentle hand</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And sifted them slowly like hour-glass sand.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
On his old white finger the almandine</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Shot out its rays, incarnadine.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"Visions for those too tired to sleep.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
These seeds cast a film over eyes which weep.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
No single soul in the world could dwell,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Without these poppy-seeds I sell."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
For a moment he played with the shining stuff,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Passing it through his fingers. Enough</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At last, he poured it back into</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The china jar of Holland blue,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Which he carefully carried to its place.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Then, with a smile on his aged face,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He drew up a chair to the open space</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
'Twixt table and chimney. "Without preface,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Young man, I will say that what you see</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Is not the puzzle you take it to be."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"But surely, Sir, there is something strange</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In a shop with goods at so wide a range</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Each from the other, as swords and seeds.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your neighbours must have greatly differing needs."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"My neighbours," he said, and he stroked his chin,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"Live everywhere from here to Pekin.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
But you are wrong, my sort of goods</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Is but one thing in all its moods."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He took a shagreen letter case</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
From his pocket, and with charming grace</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Offered me a printed card.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I read the legend, "Ephraim Bard.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Dealer in Words." And that was all.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I stared at the letters, whimsical</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Indeed, or was it merely a jest.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He answered my unasked request:</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"All books are either dreams or swords,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You can cut, or you can drug, with words.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My firm is a very ancient house,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The entries on my books would rouse</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your wonder, perhaps incredulity.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I inherited from an ancestry</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Stretching remotely back and far,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
This business, and my clients are</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
As were those of my grandfather's days,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Writers of books, and poems, and plays.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My swords are tempered for every speech,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
For fencing wit, or to carve a breach</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Through old abuses the world condones.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In another room are my grindstones and hones,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
For whetting razors and putting a point</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
On daggers, sometimes I even anoint</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The blades with a subtle poison, so</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A twofold result may follow the blow.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
These are purchased by men who feel</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The need of stabbing society's heel,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Which egotism has brought them to think</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Is set on their necks. I have foils to pink</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
An adversary to quaint reply,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And I have customers who buy</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Scalpels with which to dissect the brains</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And hearts of men. Ultramundanes</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Even demand some finer kinds</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To open their own souls and minds.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
But the other half of my business deals</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
With visions and fancies. Under seals,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Sorted, and placed in vessels here,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I keep the seeds of an atmosphere.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Each jar contains a different kind</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of poppy seed. From farthest Ind</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Come the purple flowers, opium filled,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
From which the weirdest myths are distilled;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My orient porcelains contain them all.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Those Lowestoft pitchers against the wall</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Hold a lighter kind of bright conceit;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And those old Saxe vases, out of the heat</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
On that lowest shelf beside the door,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Have a sort of Ideal, "couleur d'or".</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Every castle of the air</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Sleeps in the fine black grains, and there</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Are seeds for every romance, or light</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Whiff of a dream for a summer night.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I supply to every want and taste."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
'Twas slowly said, in no great haste</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He seemed to push his wares, but I</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Dumfounded listened. By and by</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A log on the fire broke in two.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He looked up quickly, "Sir, and you?"</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I groped for something I should say;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Amazement held me numb. "To-day</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You sweated at a fruitless task."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He spoke for me, "What do you ask?</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
How can I serve you?" "My kind host,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My penniless state was not a boast;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I have no money with me." He smiled.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"Not for that money I beguiled</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You here; you paid me in advance."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Again I felt as though a trance</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Had dimmed my faculties. Again</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He spoke, and this time to explain.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"The money I demand is Life,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your nervous force, your joy, your strife!"</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
What infamous proposal now</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Was made me with so calm a brow?</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Bursting through my lethargy,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Indignantly I hurled the cry:</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"Is this a nightmare, or am I</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Drunk with some infernal wine?</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I am no Faust, and what is mine</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Is what I call my soul! Old Man!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Devil or Ghost! Your hellish plan</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Revolts me. Let me go." "My child,"</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And the old tones were very mild,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"I have no wish to barter souls;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My traffic does not ask such tolls.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I am no devil; is there one?</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Surely the age of fear is gone.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
We live within a daylight world</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Lit by the sun, where winds unfurled</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Sweep clouds to scatter pattering rain,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And then blow back the sun again.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I sell my fancies, or my swords,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To those who care far more for words,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Ideas, of which they are the sign,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Than any other life-design.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Who buy of me must simply pay</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Their whole existence quite away:</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Their strength, their manhood, and their prime,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Their hours from morning till the time</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
When evening comes on tiptoe feet,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And losing life, think it complete;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Must miss what other men count being,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To gain the gift of deeper seeing;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Must spurn all ease, all hindering love,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
All which could hold or bind; must prove</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The farthest boundaries of thought,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And shun no end which these have brought;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Then die in satisfaction, knowing</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
That what was sown was worth the sowing.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I claim for all the goods I sell</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
That they will serve their purpose well,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And though you perish, they will live.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Full measure for your pay I give.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To-day you worked, you thought, in vain.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
What since has happened is the train</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your toiling brought. I spoke to you</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
For my share of the bargain, due."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"My life! And is that all you crave</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In pay? What even childhood gave!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I have been dedicate from youth.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Before my God I speak the truth!"</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Fatigue, excitement of the past</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Few hours broke me down at last.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
All day I had forgot to eat,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My nerves betrayed me, lacking meat.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I bowed my head and felt the storm</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Plough shattering through my prostrate form.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The tearless sobs tore at my heart.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My host withdrew himself apart;</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Busied among his crockery,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He paid no farther heed to me.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Exhausted, spent, I huddled there,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Within the arms of the old carved chair.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A long half-hour dragged away,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And then I heard a kind voice say,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
"The day will soon be dawning, when</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You must begin to work again.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Here are the things which you require."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
By the fading light of the dying fire,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And by the guttering candle's flare,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I saw the old man standing there.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He handed me a packet, tied</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
With crimson tape, and sealed. "Inside</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Are seeds of many differing flowers,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To occupy your utmost powers</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of storied vision, and these swords</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Are the finest which my shop affords.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Go home and use them; do not spare</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Yourself; let that be all your care.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Whatever you have means to buy</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Be very sure I can supply."</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He slowly walked to the window, flung</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
It open, and in the grey air rung</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The sound of distant matin bells.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I took my parcels. Then, as tells</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
An ancient mumbling monk his beads,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I tried to thank for his courteous deeds</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My strange old friend. "Nay, do not talk,"</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He urged me, "you have a long walk</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Before you. Good-by and Good-day!"</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And gently sped upon my way</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I stumbled out in the morning hush,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
As down the empty street a flush</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Ran level from the rising sun.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Another day was just begun.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-58846831489292852682016-05-07T17:24:00.002-07:002016-12-16T17:27:45.008-08:00Poem - "The Allies" by Amy Lowell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"The Allies" </b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>by Amy Lowell</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;">August 14th, 1914</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Into the brazen, burnished sky, the cry hurls itself. The</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">zigzagging cry</span></span></div>
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of hoarse throats, it floats against the hard winds, and binds the</div>
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head</div>
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of the serpent to its tail, the long snail-slow serpent of marching</div>
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men.</div>
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Men weighed down with rifles and knapsacks, and parching with war.</div>
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The cry jars and splits against the brazen, burnished sky.</div>
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This is the war of wars, and the cause? Has</div>
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this writhing worm of men</div>
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a cause?</div>
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Crackling against the polished sky is an eagle</div>
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with a sword. The eagle is red</div>
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and its head is flame.<br />
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In the shoulder of the worm is a teacher.</div>
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His tongue laps the war-sucked air in drought,</div>
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but he yells defiance</div>
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at the red-eyed eagle, and in his ears are the bells of new philosophies,</div>
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and their tinkling drowns the sputter of the burning sword. He</div>
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shrieks,</div>
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"God damn you! When you are broken, the word will strike</div>
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out new shoots."</div>
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His boots are tight, the sun is hot, and he may</div>
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be shot, but he is in</div>
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the shoulder of the worm.</div>
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A dust speck in the worm's belly is a poet.</div>
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He laughs at the flaring eagle and makes a long</div>
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nose with his fingers.</div>
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He will fight for smooth, white sheets of paper, and uncurdled ink.</div>
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The sputtering sword cannot make him blink, and his thoughts are</div>
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wet and rippling. They cool his heart.</div>
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He will tear the eagle out of the sky and give</div>
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the earth tranquillity,</div>
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and loveliness printed on white paper.</div>
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The eye of the serpent is an owner of mills.</div>
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He looks at the glaring sword which has snapped</div>
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his machinery</div>
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and struck away his men.</div>
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But it will all come again, when the sword is broken</div>
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to a million dying stars,</div>
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and there are no more wars.</div>
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Bankers, butchers, shop-keepers, painters, farmers -- men, sway</div>
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and sweat.</div>
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They will fight for the earth, for the increase of the slow, sure</div>
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roots</div>
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of peace, for the release of hidden forces. They jibe</div>
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at the eagle</div>
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and his scorching sword.</div>
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One! Two! -- One! Two! --</div>
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clump the heavy boots. The cry hurtles</div>
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against the sky.</div>
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Each man pulls his belt a little tighter, and shifts</div>
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his gun</div>
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to make it lighter. Each man thinks of a woman, and slaps</div>
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out a curse</div>
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at the eagle. The sword jumps in the hot sky, and the</div>
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worm crawls on</div>
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to the battle, stubbornly.</div>
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This is the war of wars, from eye to tail the serpent</div>
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has one cause:</div>
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PEACE!</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-74401061392762092482016-05-07T17:23:00.002-07:002016-12-16T17:28:10.486-08:00Poem - "The Foreigner" by Amy Lowell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"The Foreigner" </b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>by Amy Lowell</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;">Have at you, you Devils!</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">My back's to this tree,</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">For you're nothing so nice</span></span></div>
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That the hind-side of me</div>
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Would escape your assault.</div>
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Come on now, all three!</div>
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Here's a dandified gentleman,</div>
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Rapier at point,</div>
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And a wrist which whirls round</div>
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Like a circular joint.</div>
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A spatter of blood, man!</div>
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That's just to anoint</div>
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And make supple your limbs.<br />
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'Tis a pity the silk</div>
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Of your waistcoat is stained.</div>
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Why! Your heart's full of milk,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And so full, it spills over!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I'm not of your ilk.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You said so, and laughed</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At my old-fashioned hose,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At the cut of my hair,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At the length of my nose.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To carve it to pattern</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I think you propose.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your pardon, young Sir,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
But my nose and my sword</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Are proving themselves</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In quite perfect accord.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I grieve to have spotted</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your shirt. On my word!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And hullo! You Bully!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
That blade's not a stick</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To slash right and left,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And my skull is too thick</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
To be cleft with such cuffs</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of a sword. Now a lick</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Down the side of your face.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
What a pretty, red line!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Tell the taverns that scar</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Was an honour. Don't whine</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
That a stranger has marked you.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
* *</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
* * *</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The tree's there, You Swine!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Did you think to get in</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At the back, while your friends</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Made a little diversion</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In front? So it ends,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
With your sword clattering down</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
On the ground. 'Tis amends</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I make for your courteous</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Reception of me,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A foreigner, landed</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
From over the sea.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Your welcome was fervent</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I think you'll agree.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
My shoes are not buckled</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
With gold, nor my hair</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Oiled and scented, my jacket's</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Not satin, I wear</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Corded breeches, wide hats,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And I make people stare!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
So I do, but my heart</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Is the heart of a man,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And my thoughts cannot twirl</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
In the limited span</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
'Twixt my head and my heels,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
As some other men's can.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I have business more strange</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Than the shape of my boots,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And my interests range</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
From the sky, to the roots</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of this dung-hill you live in,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You half-rotted shoots</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Of a mouldering tree!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Here's at you, once more.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You Apes! You Jack-fools!</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
You can show me the door,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And jeer at my ways,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
But you're pinked to the core.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And before I have done,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I will prick my name in</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
With the front of my steel,</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And your lily-white skin</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Shall be printed with me.</div>
</span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
For I've come here to win!</div>
</span></span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-33174336723881025832016-05-07T17:21:00.002-07:002016-12-16T17:28:48.023-08:00Poem - "An Aquarium" by Amy Lowell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"An Aquarium" </b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>by Amy Lowell</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;">Streaks of green and yellow iridescence,</span></div>
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Silver -- gold --</div>
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Grey-green opaqueness sliding down,</div>
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With sharp white bubbles</div>
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Shooting and dancing,</div>
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Flinging quickly outward.</div>
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Nosing the bubbles,</div>
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Swallowing them,</div>
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Fish.</div>
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Blue shadows against silver-saffron water,</div>
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The light rippling over them</div>
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In steel-bright tremors.<br />
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Outspread translucent fins</div>
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Flute, fold, and relapse;</div>
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The threaded light prints through them on the pebbles</div>
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In scarcely tarnished twinklings.</div>
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Curving of spotted spines,</div>
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Slow up-shifts,</div>
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Lazy convolutions:</div>
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Then a sudden swift straightening</div>
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And darting below:</div>
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Oblique grey shadows</div>
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Athwart a pale casement.</div>
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Roped and curled,</div>
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Green man-eating eels</div>
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Slumber in undulate rhythms,</div>
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With crests laid horizontal on their backs.</div>
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Barred fish,</div>
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Striped fish,</div>
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Uneven disks of fish,</div>
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Slip, slide, whirl, turn,</div>
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And never touch.</div>
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Metallic blue fish,</div>
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With fins wide and yellow and swaying</div>
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Like Oriental fans,</div>
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Hold the sun in their bellies</div>
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And glow with light:</div>
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Blue brilliance cut by black bars.</div>
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An oblong pane of straw-coloured shimmer,</div>
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Across it, in a tangent,</div>
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A smear of rose, black, silver.</div>
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Short twists and upstartings,</div>
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Rose-black, in a setting of bubbles:</div>
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Sunshine playing between red and black flowers</div>
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On a blue and gold lawn.</div>
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Shadows and polished surfaces,</div>
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Facets of mauve and purple,</div>
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A constant modulation of values.</div>
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Shaft-shaped,</div>
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With green bead eyes;</div>
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Thick-nosed,</div>
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Heliotrope-coloured;</div>
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Swift spots of chrysolite and coral;</div>
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In the midst of green, pearl, amethyst irradiations.</div>
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Outside,</div>
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A willow-tree flickers</div>
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With little white jerks,</div>
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And long blue waves</div>
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Rise steadily beyond the outer islands.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189058891175266195.post-30758802696680840632016-05-07T17:01:00.003-07:002016-12-16T17:28:01.882-08:00Poem - "A Roxbury Garden" by Amy Lowell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"A Roxbury Garden" </b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>by Amy Lowell</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Blue and pink sashes,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Criss-cross shoes,</span></div>
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Minna and Stella run out into the garden</div>
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To play at hoop.</div>
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Up and down the garden-paths they race,</div>
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In the yellow sunshine,</div>
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Each with a big round hoop</div>
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White as a stripped willow-wand.</div>
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Round and round turn the hoops,</div>
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Their diamond whiteness cleaving the yellow sunshine.<br />
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The gravel crunches and squeaks beneath them,</div>
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And a large pebble springs them into the air</div>
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To go whirling for a foot or two</div>
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Before they touch the earth again</div>
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In a series of little jumps.</div>
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Spring, Hoops!</div>
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Spit out a shower of blue and white brightness.</div>
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The little criss-cross shoes twinkle behind you,</div>
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The pink and blue sashes flutter like flags,</div>
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The hoop-sticks are ready to beat you.</div>
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Turn, turn, Hoops! In the yellow sunshine.</div>
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Turn your stripped willow whiteness</div>
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Along the smooth paths.</div>
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Stella sings:</div>
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"Round and round, rolls my hoop,</div>
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Scarcely touching the ground,</div>
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With a swoop,</div>
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And a bound,</div>
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Round and round.</div>
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With a bumpety, crunching, scattering sound,</div>
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Down the garden it flies;</div>
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In our eyes</div>
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The sun lies.</div>
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See it spin</div>
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Out and in;</div>
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Through the paths it goes whirling,</div>
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About the beds curling.</div>
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Sway now to the loop,</div>
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Faster, faster, my hoop.</div>
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Round you come,</div>
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Up you come,</div>
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Quick and straight as before.</div>
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Run, run, my hoop, run,</div>
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Away from the sun."</div>
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And the great hoop bounds along the path,</div>
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Leaping into the wind-bright air.</div>
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Minna sings:</div>
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"Turn, hoop,</div>
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Burn hoop,</div>
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Twist and twine</div>
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Hoop of mine.</div>
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Flash along,</div>
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Leap along,</div>
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Right at the sun.</div>
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Run, hoop, run.</div>
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Faster and faster,</div>
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Whirl, twirl.</div>
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Wheel like fire,</div>
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And spin like glass;</div>
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Fire's no whiter</div>
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Glass is no brighter.</div>
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Dance,</div>
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Prance,</div>
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Over and over,</div>
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About and about,</div>
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With the top of you under,</div>
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And the bottom at top,</div>
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But never a stop.</div>
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Turn about, hoop, to the tap of my stick,</div>
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I follow behind you</div>
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To touch and remind you.</div>
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Burn and glitter, so white and quick,</div>
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Round and round, to the tap of a stick."</div>
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The hoop flies along between the flower-beds,</div>
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Swaying the flowers with the wind of its passing.</div>
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Beside the foxglove-border roll the hoops,</div>
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And the little pink and white bells shake and jingle</div>
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Up and down their tall spires;</div>
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They roll under the snow-ball bush,</div>
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And the ground behind them is strewn with white petals;</div>
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They swirl round a corner,</div>
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And jar a bee out of a Canterbury bell;</div>
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They cast their shadows for an instant</div>
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Over a bed of pansies,</div>
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Catch against the spurs of a columbine,</div>
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Jostle the quietness from a cluster of monk's-hood.</div>
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Pat! Pat! behind them come the little criss-cross shoes,</div>
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And the blue and pink sashes stream out in flappings of colour.</div>
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Stella sings:</div>
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"Hoop, hoop,</div>
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Roll along,</div>
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Faster bowl along,</div>
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Hoop.</div>
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Slow, to the turning,</div>
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Now go! -- Go!</div>
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Quick!</div>
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Here's the stick.</div>
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Rat-a-tap-tap it,</div>
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Pat it, flap it.</div>
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Fly like a bird or a yellow-backed bee,</div>
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See how soon you can reach that tree.</div>
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Here is a path that is perfectly straight.</div>
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Roll along, hoop, or we shall be late."</div>
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Minna sings:</div>
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"Trip about, slip about, whip about</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Hoop.</div>
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Wheel like a top at its quickest spin,</div>
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Then, dear hoop, we shall surely win.</div>
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First to the greenhouse and then to the wall</div>
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Circle and circle,</div>
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And let the wind push you,</div>
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Poke you,</div>
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Brush you,</div>
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And not let you fall.</div>
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Whirring you round like a wreath of mist.</div>
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Hoopety hoop,</div>
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Twist,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Twist."</div>
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Tap! Tap! go the hoop-sticks,</div>
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And the hoops bowl along under a grape arbour.</div>
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For an instant their willow whiteness is green,</div>
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Pale white-green.</div>
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Then they are out in the sunshine,</div>
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Leaving the half-formed grape clusters</div>
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A-tremble under their big leaves.</div>
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"I will beat you, Minna," cries Stella,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Hitting her hoop smartly with her stick.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Stella, Stella, we are winning," calls Minna,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
As her hoop curves round a bed of clove-pinks.</div>
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A humming-bird whizzes past Stella's ear,</div>
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And two or three yellow-and-black butterflies</div>
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Flutter, startled, out of a pillar rose.</div>
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Round and round race the little girls</div>
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After their great white hoops.</div>
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Suddenly Minna stops.</div>
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Her hoop wavers an instant,</div>
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But she catches it up on her stick.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Listen, Stella!"</div>
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Both the little girls are listening;</div>
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And the scents of the garden rise up quietly about them.</div>
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"It's the chaise! It's Father!</div>
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Perhaps he's brought us a book from Boston."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Twinkle, twinkle, the little criss-cross shoes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Up the garden path.</div>
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Blue -- pink -- an instant, against the syringa hedge.</div>
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But the hoops, white as stripped willow-wands,</div>
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Lie in the grass,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And the grasshoppers jump back and forth</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Over them.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Battledore and Shuttlecock</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The shuttlecock soars upward</span></div>
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</span>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">In a parabola of whiteness,</span></div>
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Turns,</div>
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And sinks to a perfect arc.</div>
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Plat! the battledore strikes it,</div>
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And it rises again,</div>
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Without haste,</div>
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Winged and curving,</div>
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Tracing its white flight</div>
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Against the clipped hemlock-trees.</div>
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Plat!</div>
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Up again,</div>
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Orange and sparkling with sun,</div>
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Rounding under the blue sky,</div>
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Dropping,</div>
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Fading to grey-green</div>
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In the shadow of the coned hemlocks.</div>
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"Ninety-one." "Ninety-two." "Ninety-three."</div>
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The arms of the little girls</div>
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Come up -- and up --</div>
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Precisely,</div>
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Like mechanical toys.</div>
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The battledores beat at nothing,</div>
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And toss the dazzle of snow</div>
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Off their parchment drums.</div>
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"Ninety-four." Plat!</div>
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"Ninety-five." Plat!</div>
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Back and forth</div>
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Goes the shuttlecock,</div>
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Icicle-white,</div>
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Leaping at the sharp-edged clouds,</div>
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Overturning,</div>
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Falling,</div>
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Down,</div>
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And down,</div>
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Tinctured with pink</div>
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From the upthrusting shine</div>
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Of Oriental poppies.</div>
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The little girls sway to the counting rhythm;</div>
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Left foot,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Right foot.</div>
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Plat! Plat!</div>
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Yellow heat twines round the handles of the battledores,</div>
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The parchment cracks with dryness;</div>
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But the shuttlecock</div>
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Swings slowly into the ice-blue sky,</div>
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Heaving up on the warm air</div>
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Like a foam-bubble on a wave,</div>
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With feathers slanted and sustaining.</div>
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Higher,</div>
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Until the earth turns beneath it;</div>
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Poised and swinging,</div>
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With all the garden flowing beneath it,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Scarlet, and blue, and purple, and white --</div>
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Blurred colour reflections in rippled water --</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Changing -- streaming --</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
For the moment that Stella takes to lift her arm.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Then the shuttlecock relinquishes,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Bows,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Descends;</div>
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And the sharp blue spears of the air</div>
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Thrust it to earth.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Again it mounts,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Stepping up on the rising scents of flowers,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Buoyed up and under by the shining heat.</div>
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Above the foxgloves,</div>
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Above the guelder-roses,</div>
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Above the greenhouse glitter,</div>
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Till the shafts of cooler air</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Meet it,</div>
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Deflect it,</div>
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Reject it,</div>
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Then down,</div>
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Down,</div>
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Past the greenhouse,</div>
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Past the guelder-rose bush,</div>
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Past the foxgloves.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Ninety-nine," Stella's battledore springs to the</div>
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impact.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Plunk! Like the snap of a taut string.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Oh! Minna!"</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The shuttlecock drops zigzagedly,</div>
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Out of orbit,</div>
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Hits the path,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And rolls over quite still.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Dead white feathers,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
With a weight at the end.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Garden Games</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The tall clock is striking twelve;</span></div>
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</span>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">And the little girls stop in the hall to watch it,</span></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;">
And the big ships rocking in a half-circle</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Above the dial.</div>
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Twelve o'clock!</div>
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Down the side steps</div>
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Go the little girls,</div>
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Under their big round straw hats.</div>
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Minna's has a pink ribbon,</div>
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Stella's a blue,</div>
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That is the way they know which is which.</div>
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Twelve o'clock!</div>
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An hour yet before dinner.</div>
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Mother is busy in the still-room,</div>
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And Hannah is making gingerbread.</div>
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Slowly, with lagging steps,</div>
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They follow the garden-path,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Crushing a leaf of box for its acrid smell,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Discussing what they shall do,</div>
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And doing nothing.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Stella, see that grasshopper</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Climbing up the bank!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
What a jump!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Almost as long as my arm."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Run, children, run.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
For the grasshopper is leaping away,</div>
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In half-circle curves,</div>
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Shuttlecock curves,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Over the grasses.</div>
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Hand in hand, the little girls call to him:</div>
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"Grandfather, grandfather gray,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Give me molasses, or I'll throw you away."</div>
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The grasshopper leaps into the sunlight,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Golden-green,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And is gone.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Let's catch a bee."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Round whirl the little girls,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And up the garden.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Two heads are thrust among the Canterbury bells,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Listening,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And fingers clasp and unclasp behind backs</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
In a strain of silence.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
White bells,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Blue bells,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Hollow and reflexed.</div>
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Deep tunnels of blue and white dimness,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Cool wine-tunnels for bees.</div>
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There is a floundering and buzzing over Minna's head.</div>
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"Bend it down, Stella. Quick! Quick!"</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The wide mouth of a blossom</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Is pressed together in Minna's fingers.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The stem flies up, jiggling its flower-bells,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And Minna holds the dark blue cup in her hand,</div>
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With the bee</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Imprisoned in it.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Whirr! Buzz! Bump!</div>
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Bump! Whiz! Bang!</div>
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BANG!!</div>
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The blue flower tears across like paper,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And a gold-black bee darts away in the sunshine.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"If we could fly, we could catch him."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The sunshine is hot on Stella's upturned face,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
As she stares after the bee.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"We'll follow him in a dove chariot.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Come on, Stella."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Run, children,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Along the red gravel paths,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
For a bee is hard to catch,</div>
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Even with a chariot of doves.</div>
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Tall, still, and cowled,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Stand the monk's-hoods;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Taller than the heads of the little girls.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A blossom for Minna.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A blossom for Stella.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Off comes the cowl,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And there is a purple-painted chariot;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Off comes the forward petal,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And there are two little green doves,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
With green traces tying them to the chariot.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Now we will get in, and fly right up to the clouds.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Fly, Doves, up in the sky,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
With Minna and me,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
After the bee."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Up one path,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Down another,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Run the little girls,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Holding their dove chariots in front of them;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But the bee is hidden in the trumpet of a honeysuckle,</div>
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With his wings folded along his back.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The dove chariots are thrown away,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And the little girls wander slowly through the garden,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Sucking the salvia tips,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And squeezing the snapdragons</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
To make them gape.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"I'm so hot,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Let's pick a pansy</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And see the little man in his bath,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And play we're he."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A royal bath-tub,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Hung with purple stuffs and yellow.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The great purple-yellow wings</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Rise up behind the little red and green man;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The purple-yellow wings fan him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
He dabbles his feet in cool green.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Off with the green sheath,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And there are two spindly legs.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Heigho!" sighs Minna.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Heigho!" sighs Stella.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
There is not a flutter of wind,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And the sun is directly overhead.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Along the edge of the garden</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Walk the little girls.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Their hats, round and yellow like cheeses,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Are dangling by the ribbons.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The grass is a tumult of buttercups and daisies;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Buttercups and daisies streaming away</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Up the hill.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The garden is purple, and pink, and orange, and scarlet;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The garden is hot with colours.</div>
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But the meadow is only yellow, and white, and green,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Cool, and long, and quiet.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The little girls pick buttercups</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And hold them under each other's chins.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"You're as gold as Grandfather's snuff-box.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
You're going to be very rich, Minna."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Oh-o-o! Then I'll ask my husband to give me a pair of</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
garnet earrings</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Just like Aunt Nancy's.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I wonder if he will.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I know. We'll tell fortunes.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That's what we'll do."</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Plump down in the meadow grass,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Stella and Minna,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
With their round yellow hats,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Like cheeses,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Beside them.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Drop,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Drop,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Daisy petals.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"One I love,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Two I love,</div>
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Three I love I say . . ."</div>
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The ground is peppered with daisy petals,</div>
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And the little girls nibble the golden centres,</div>
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And play it is cake.</div>
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A bell rings.</div>
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Dinner-time;</div>
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And after dinner there are lessons.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">And crashing intervals. No summer breeze</span></span></div>
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Is this, though hot July is at its height,</div>
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Gone is her gentler music; with delight</div>
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She listens to this booming like the seas,</div>
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These elemental, loud necessities</div>
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Which call to her to answer their swift might.<br />
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Above the tossing trees shines down a star,</div>
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Quietly bright; this wild, tumultuous joy</div>
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Quickens nor dims its splendour. And my mind,</div>
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O Star! is filled with your white light, from far,</div>
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So suffer me this one night to enjoy</div>
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The freedom of the onward sweeping wind.</div>
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