You to the left and I to the right,
For the ways of men must sever—
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Give a rouse, then, in the Maytime
For a life that knows no fear!
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To what new fates, my country, far
And unforeseen of foe or friend,
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I am fevered with the sunset,
I am fretful with the bay,
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Down the world with Marna!
That's the life for me!
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What painter has not with a careless smutch
Accomplished his despair?--one touch revealing
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There is no escape by the river,
There is no flight left by the fen;
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Comrades, pour the wine to-night
For the parting is with dawn!
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My love for thee doth take me unaware,
When most with lesser things my brain is wrought,
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APRIL. You hearken, my fellow,
Old slumberer down in my heart?
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We came to birth in battle; when we pass,
It shall be to the thunder of the drums.
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WHEN we are dead I firmly do believe
We shall slip back into the primal sea
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IF thou canst not from some superior sphere
Look down upon this world that gave thee birth
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ALL too grotesque our thoughts are sometimes. Odd,
That there will come a day when you and I
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I SOMETIMES long to throw my books away
And to forget the thoughts that make me sad--
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IT stood upon the hill like some old chief,
And held communion with the cryptic wind,
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(A.H. Quint)
MOURN we who honored him but knew him not;
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"LOVE is eternal," sang I long ago
Of some light love that lasted for a day;
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As one of those huge monsters of the sky,
Fierce with the flame of fiery floating hair,
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POET! thou art to me a faery king
Dwelling in some weird place of witchery,
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GONE art thou, then, O mystical musician!
Pure-thoughted singer of these sinful years!
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AH! where the hot wind, with sweet odors laden,
Against the roses faintly beats his wings,
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\Interior of a cavern in the bowels of the earth, beneath Mount Hecla. Huge rock-fragments, amid which twists tortuously a great root of the tree Yggdrasil. A f
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Two women loved a poet.
One was dark,
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You will betray me--oh, deny it not!
What right have I, alas, to say you nay?
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Oh, Eleazar Wheelock was a very pious man;
He went into the wilderness to teach the Indian,
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Ho, a song by the fire;
Pass the pipes, pass the bowl.
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HO, a song by the fire!
(Pass the pipes, fill the bowl!)
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Class of 1885
Men of Dartmouth, give a rouse
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The dawn is lonely for the sun,
And chill and drear;
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