I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,
I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.
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We built a ship upon the stairs
All made of the back-bedroom chairs,
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It is very nice to think
The world is full of meat and drink,
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MOTLEY I count the only wear
That suits, in this mixed world, the truly wise,
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ABOUT the sheltered garden ground The trees stand strangely still.
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NOW in the sky And on the hearth of
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GO(D) knows, my Martial, if we two could be To enjoy our days set wholly free;
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O NEPOS, twice my neigh(b)our (since at home We're door by door, by Flora's temple dome;
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CALL me not rebel, though { here at every word {in what I sing
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FOR these are sacred fishes all Who know that lord that is the lord of all;
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O CHIEF director of the growing race, Of Rome the glory and of Rome the grace,
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DEAR sir, good-morrow! Five years back, When you first girded for this arduous track,
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AS when the hunt by holt and field Drives on with horn and strife,
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CALL it to mind, O my love. Dear were your eyes as the day,
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UP with the sun, the breeze arose, Across the talking corn she goes,
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IF you see this song, my dear, And last year's toast,
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The lamps now glitter down the street;
Faintly sound the falling feet;
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AS in their flight the birds of song Halt here and there in sweet and sunny dales,
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AS one who having wandered all night long In a perplexed forest, comes at length
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AT last she comes, O never more In this dear patience of my pain
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When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
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Whenever Auntie moves around,
Her dresses make a curious sound,
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In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
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AWAY with funeral music - set
The pipe to powerful lips -
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In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
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BEFORE this little gift was come The little owner had made haste for home;
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BEHOLD, as goblins dark of mien And portly tyrants dyed with crime
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What are you able to build with your blocks?
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
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The sheets were frozen hard, and they cut the naked hand;
The decks were like a slide, where a seaman scarce could stand;
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HOME from the daisied meadows, where you linger yet - Home, golden-headed playmate, ere the sun is set;
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