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A rolling organ-harmony

Swells up, and shakes and falls.
Then move the trees, the copses nod,
Wings flutter, voices hover clear: voy
"O just and faithful knight of God!
Ride on the prize is near.'

So

pass I hostel, hall, and grange; I
By bridge and ford, by park and pale,
All-arm'd I ride, whate'er betide, rang
Until I find the holy Grail.

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EDWARD GRAY

SWEET Emma Moreland of yonder town
Met me walking on yonder way, he
'And have you lost your heart?' she said;
'And are you married yet, Edward Gray?'

Sweet Emma Moreland spoke to me :-
Bitterly weeping I turn'd away:
Sweet Emma Moreland, love no more
Can touch the heart of Edward Gray.^

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Edward Ellen Adair she loved me well, hs Gray

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By Ellen's grave, on the windy hill,

Shy she was, and I thought her cold; Thought her proud, and fled over the sea; Fill'd I was with folly and spite, peab ad f When Ellen Adair was dying for me.

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"You're too slight and fickle," I said,
"To trouble the heart of Edward Gray.'

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Then I took a pencil, and wrote
On the mossy stone, as I lay,

"Here lies the body of Ellen Adair;
And here the heart of Edward Gray!

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And there the heart of Edward Gray!'

WILL WATERPROOF'S LYRICAL

andle MONOLOGUE

MADE AT THE COCK

O PLUMP head-waiter at The Cock,
To which I most resort,

How goes the time? "Tis five o'clock.

Go fetch a pint of

port:

But let it not be such as that

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You set before chance-comers,

But such whose father-grape grew fat.

On Lusitanian summers.

No vain libation to the Muse,

But may she still be kind,

And whisper lovely words, and use
Her influence on the mind,

To make me write my random rhymes

Ere they be half-forgotten; Nor add and alter, many times, Till all be ripe and rotten.

I pledge her, and she comes and dips de
Her laurel in the wine,

And lays it thrice upon my lips,

These favour'd lips of mine; vts! I
Until the charm have power to make
New lifeblood warm the bosom,
And barren commonplaces break 161
In full and kindly blossom.

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I pledge her silent at the board;
Her gradual fingers steal

proof's Lyrical Monologue

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I felt
felt and master-chord

Old wishes, ghosts of broken plans,
And phantom hopes assemble;
And that child's heart within the man's
Begins to move and tremble.

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Like Hezekiah's, backward runs
The current of my days:
I kiss the lips I have kiss'd;
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The gas-light wavers dimmer;
And softly, thro' a vinous mist,
My college friendships glimmer.

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Which vexes public men, pulak te
Who hold their hands to all, and cry
For that which all deny them--
Who sweep the crossings, wet or dry,
And all the world go by them.

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Tho' fortune clip my wings,usi H
I will not cramp my heart, nor take baě.
Half-views of men and things. sani D
Let Whig and Tory stir their blood;
There must be stormy weather; weM
But for some true result of goodisd baA
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Let there be thistles, there are grapes;
If old things, there are new iden
Ten thousand broken lights and shapes,
Yet glimpses of the true.vs
Let raffs be rife in prose and rhyme,
We lack not rhymes and reasons, 167
As on this whirligig of Time in W
We circle with the seasons.nol stadW

dinom slowl This earth is rich in man and maid; With fair horizons bound:

This whole wide earth of light and shade
Comes out a perfect round.

High over roaring Temple-bar,
And set in Heaven's third story,

I look at
at all things as they are,
But thro' a kind of glory.

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Head-waiter, honour'd by the guest
Half-mused or reeling ripe,

The pint, you brought me, was the best
That ever came from pipe.

But tho' the port surpasses praise,
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My nerves have dealt with stiffer.
Is there some magic in the place?
Or do my peptics differ?

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No pint of white or red

Had ever half the power to turn cod bich

This wheel within my head,

Will -Waterproof's Lyrical Monologue

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