Jackey Jackey gallops on a horse like a swallow
Where the carbines bark and the blackboys hollo.
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THE old Quarry, Sun, with bleeding scales, Flaps up the gullies, wets their crystal pebbles,
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WHEN to those Venusbergs, thy breasts, By wars of love and moonlight batteries,
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SOPHIE'S my world . . . my arm must soon or later Like Francis Drake turn circumnavigator,
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YOU spies that pierce the mind with trenches, Feasting your eyes through private panes,
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OUR general was the greatest and bravest of generals. For his deeds, look around you on this coast—
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Softly and humbly to the Gulf of Arabs
The convoys of dead sailors come;
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BURYING friends is not a pomp, Not, indeed, Roman:
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"BUY, who'll buy," the pedlar sings, "Bones of beggars, loins of kings,
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CAPTAIN Dobbin, having retired from the South Seas In the dumb tides of , with a handful of shells,
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CHAFING on flags of ebony and pearl, My paladins are waiting. Loops of smoke
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SMOKE upon smoke; over the stone lips Of chimneys bleeding, a darker fume descends.
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THE cock's far cry From lonely yards
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Country towns, with your willows and squares,
And farmers bouncing on barrel mares
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GUTTED of station, noise alone, The crow's voice trembles down the sky
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TAKE your great light away, your music end; I'm off to feed myself as quick as I can.
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(To N.L.) THERE were strange riders once, came gusting down
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THE smell of birds' nests faintly burning Is autumn. In the autumn I came
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Time that is moved by little fidget wheels
Is not my time, the flood that does not flow.
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COOK was a captain of the Admiralty When sea-captains had the evil eye,
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RANKS of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters, Like the other pasture, the trigonometry of marble,
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MY words are the poor footmen of your pride, Of what you cry, you trumpets, each to each
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IN the castle of Glubbdubdrib
How spendidly we dine
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I'LL kick your walls to bits, I'll die scratching a tunnel, If you'll give me a wall, if you'll give me a simple stone,
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LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room; The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,
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You can shuffle and scuffle and scold,
You can rattle the knockers and knobs,
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SOPHIE, in shocks of scarlet lace, Receives her usual embrace
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THAT street washed with violet Writes like a tablet
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LESBIA'S daughter, I shall tell no lie, Here's no fit amber for such a dainty fly.
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These black bush-waters, heavy with crusted boughs
like plumes above dead captains, wake the mind....
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