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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Shepherd! who with thine amorous sylvan songs
Hast broken the slumber that encompassed me,
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O Lord! who seest, from yon starry height
Centred in one the future and the past
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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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Eyes so tristful, eyes so tristful,
Heart so full of care and cumber,
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Into the Silent Land!
Ah! who shall lead us thither?
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At the foot of the mountain height
Where is perched Castel Cuille,
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'Twas Pentecost, the Feast of Gladness,
When woods and fields put off all sadness,
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The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of night
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JANUARY
Janus am I; oldest of potentates;
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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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When the warm sun, that brings
Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,
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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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Blind Bartimeus at the gates
Of Jericho in darkness waits;
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On sunny slope and beechen swell,
The shadowed light of evening fell;
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Come, old friend! sit down and listen!
From the pitcher, placed between us,
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O let the soul her slumbers break,
Let thought be quickened, and awake;
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Loke sat and thought, till his dark eyes gleam With joy at the deed he'd done;
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For thee was a house built
Ere thou wast born,
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