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Book: Ballads of a Bohemian (Book 3)

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  • Brave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty-one,
    And bounded up five flights of stairs, a gallant garreteer;
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  • Hurrah! I'm off to Finistere, to Finistere, to Finistere;
    My satchel's swinging on my back, my staff is in my hand;
    32 lines
  • I have some friends, some worthy friends,
    And worthy friends are rare:
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  • The Spirit of the Unborn Babe peered through the window-pane,
    Peered through the window-pane that glowed like beacon in the night;
    48 lines
  • If you had a friend strong, simple, true,
    Who knew your faults and who understood;
    24 lines
  • A wild and woeful race he ran
    Of lust and sin by land and sea;
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  • Before I drink myself to death,
    God, let me finish up my Book!
    36 lines
  • "How good God is to me," he said;
    "For have I not a mansion tall,
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  • Day after day behold me plying
    My pen within an office drear;
    80 lines
  • Oh, have you forgotten those afternoons
    With riot of roses and amber skies,
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  • It's slim and trim and bound in blue;
    Its leaves are crisp and edged with gold;
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  • I sought the trails of South and North,
    I wandered East and West;
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  • Oh, it is good to drink and sup,
    And then beside the kindly fire
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  • "Gather around me, children dear;
    The wind is high and the night is cold;
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  • He dreamed away his hours in school;
    He sat with such an absent air,
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  • "Sow your wild oats in your youth," so we're always told;
    But I say with deeper sooth: "Sow them when you're old."
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  • Blind Peter Piper used to play
    All up and down the city;
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  • I sought Him on the purple seas,
    I sought Him on the peaks aflame;
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  • O Teddy Bear! with your head awry
    And your comical twisted smile,
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  • (He speaks.)
    Walking, walking, oh, the joy of walking!
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  • As I sat by my baby's bed
    That's open to the sky,
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  • I wish that I could understand
    The moving marvel of my Hand;
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