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What is it to grow old
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye
Is it for beauty to forego her wreath
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye
Is it for beauty to forego her wreath

In this lone, open glade I lie,
Screen'd by deep boughs on either hand;
And at its end, to stay the eye,
Those black-crown'd, red-boled pine-trees stand
Screen'd by deep boughs on either hand;
And at its end, to stay the eye,
Those black-crown'd, red-boled pine-trees stand

Come, dear children, let us away;
Down and away below
Now my brothers call from the bay,
Now the great winds shoreward blow,
Down and away below
Now my brothers call from the bay,
Now the great winds shoreward blow,

Saint Brandan sails the northern main;
The brotherhood of saints are glad
He greets them once, he sails again;
So late
The brotherhood of saints are glad
He greets them once, he sails again;
So late

And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream
But all the Tartar camp along the stream Was hush'd, and still the men were plunged in sleep; Sohrab alone, he slept not; all night long He had lain wakefu...
But all the Tartar camp along the stream Was hush'd, and still the men were plunged in sleep; Sohrab alone, he slept not; all night long He had lain wakefu...

Yes
in the sea of life enisled,
With echoing straits between us thrown,
Dotting the shoreless watery wild,
in the sea of life enisled,
With echoing straits between us thrown,
Dotting the shoreless watery wild,

Hark
ah, the nightingale—The tawny-throated
Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst
What triumph
ah, the nightingale—The tawny-throated
Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst
What triumph

How changed is here each spot man makes or fills
In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village street its haunted mansion lacks, And from the sign is gone Sibylla's name, And from the roofs the twisted chimney-stacks— Are ye too cha...
In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village street its haunted mansion lacks, And from the sign is gone Sibylla's name, And from the roofs the twisted chimney-stacks— Are ye too cha...

Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet,
Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet
I feel a nameless sadness o'er me roll
Yes, yes, we know that we can jest,
Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet
I feel a nameless sadness o'er me roll
Yes, yes, we know that we can jest,

HE
LE Down the Savoy valleys sounding, Echoing round this castle old, 'Mid the distant mountain-chalets Hark
what bell for church is toll'd
In the bright October morning Savoy's Duke had left his bride
LE Down the Savoy valleys sounding, Echoing round this castle old, 'Mid the distant mountain-chalets Hark
what bell for church is toll'd
In the bright October morning Savoy's Duke had left his bride

The Master stood upon the mount, and taught
He saw a fire in his disciples’ eyes; ‘The old law’, they said, ‘is wholly come to naught
Behold the new world rise
’ ‘Was it’, the Lord then said, ‘with scorn ye saw The old law observed ...
He saw a fire in his disciples’ eyes; ‘The old law’, they said, ‘is wholly come to naught
Behold the new world rise
’ ‘Was it’, the Lord then said, ‘with scorn ye saw The old law observed ...

Come to me in my dreams, and
By day I shall be well again
For so the night will more than
The hopeless longing of the day
By day I shall be well again
For so the night will more than
The hopeless longing of the day

GH the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame
All Etna heaves fiercely Her forest-clothed frame
Not here,
O Apollo
All Etna heaves fiercely Her forest-clothed frame
Not here,
O Apollo

Mist clogs the sunshine
Smoky dwarf
Hem me round everywhere;
A vague
Smoky dwarf
Hem me round everywhere;
A vague

In his cool hall, with haggard eyes,
The Roman noble lay;
He drove abroad, in furious guise,
Along the Appian way
The Roman noble lay;
He drove abroad, in furious guise,
Along the Appian way

One lesson,
Nature, let me learn of thee,
One lesson which in every wind is blown,
One lesson of two duties kept at
Nature, let me learn of thee,
One lesson which in every wind is blown,
One lesson of two duties kept at