Black shadows fall From the lindens tall,
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From the outskirts of the town, Where of old the mile-stone stood,
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The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, And round the pebbly beaches far and wide
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Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
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Somewhat back from the village street Stands the old-fashioned countr
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An old man in a lodge within a park; The chamber walls depicted all around
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A vision as of crowded city streets, With human life in endless overflow;
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I pace the sounding sea-beach and behold How the voluminous billows roll and run,
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The young Endymion sleeps Endymion's sleep; The shepherd-boy whose tale was left half told!
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Heard a voice, that cried,
"Balder the Beautiful
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Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
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There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
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The day is ending,
The night is descending;
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I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
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Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,
With banners, by great gales incessant fanned,
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Come, old friend! sit down and listen!
From the pitcher, placed between us,
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Under a spreading chestnut tree
The village smithy stands;
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"A pleasant and a winsome tale,"
The Student said, "though somewhat pale
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"A soldier of the Union mustered out,"
Is the inscription on an unknown grave
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"All the old gods are dead,
All the wild warlocks fled;
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"As unto the bow the cord is,
So unto the man is woman,
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"E venni dal martirio a questa pace."
These words the poet heard in Paradise,
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"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!
Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!
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"Hads't thou stayed, I must have fled!"
That is what the Vision said.
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"Hast thou seen that lordly castle,
That Castle by the Sea?
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"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!"
Cried the warriors, cried the old men,
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"I thought before your tale began,"
The Student murmured, "we should have
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"Now that is after my own heart,"
The Poet cried; "one understands
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"Nunc plaudite!" the Student cried,
When he had finished; "now applaud,
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"O Edrehi, forbear to-night
Your ghostly legends of affright,
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