Out of the earth to rest or range
Perpetual in perpetual change,
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Be with me, Beauty, for the fire is dying;
My dog and I are old, too old for roving.
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It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries;
I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes.
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Silent are the woods, and the dim green boughs are
Hushed in the twilight: yonder, in the path through
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I hold that when a person dies
His soul returns again to earth;
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One road leads to London,
One road leads to Wales,
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Flesh, I have knocked at many a dusty door,
Gone down full many a midnight lane,
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I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills
Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain:
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Friends and loves we have none, nor wealth nor blessed abode,
But the hope of the City of God at the other end of the road.
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It is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where,
Going through meadow and village, one knows not whither or why;
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I have seen flowers come in stony places
And kind things done by men with ugly faces,
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Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland,
On the hills where the wind goes over sheep-bitten turf,
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"Goneys an' gullies an' all o' the birds o' the sea They ain't no birds, not really", said Billy the Dane.
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In the dark womb where I began
My mother’s life made me a man.
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A wind's in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels,
I am tired of brick and stone and rumbling wagon-wheels;
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THE Kings go by with jewled crowns;
Their horses gleam, their banners shake, their spears are many.
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Thy place is biggyd above the sterrys cleer,
Noon erthely paleys wrouhte in so statly wyse,
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TwilightT. Red in the West.
Dimness. A glow on the wood.
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Laugh and be merry, remember, better the world with a song,
Better the world with a blow in the teeth of a wrong.
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This is a sacred city built of marvellous earth.
Life was lived nobly here to give such beauty birth.
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Twilight it is, and the far woods are dim, and the rooks
cry and call.
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Forget all these, the barren fool in power,
The madman in command, the jealous O,
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Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir,
Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,
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Oh some are fond of red wine, and some are fond of white,
And some are all for dancing by the pale moonlight:
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We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull,
And we flew the pretty colours of the cross-bones and the skull;
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In the harbour, in the island, in the Spanish Seas,
Are the tiny white houses and the orange-trees,
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I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
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“When I’m discharged at Liverpool ‘n’ draws my bit o’ pay,
I won’t come to sea no more;
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Oh yesterday, I t'ink it was, while cruisin' down the street,
I met with Bill. — "Hullo," he says, "let's give the girls a tre
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We're bound for blue water where the great winds blow,
It's time to get the tacks aboard, time for us to go;
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