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Fables in Song

By Robert Lord Lytton

Lytton, Edward Robert Bulwer Lytton (1831-1891)

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I.

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I.

I. THE THISTLE.

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II. POSSESSION.

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III.

III. WHO'S IN THE RIGHT?

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II.

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IV.

IV. PREMATURITY.

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V. ANCIENTS AND MODERNS.

VI.

VI. A PROVISION FOR LIFE.

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VII.

VII. THE BLUE MOUNTAINS; OR, THE FAR.

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IV.

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VIII.

VIII. A WHEAT-STALK; OR, THE NEAR.

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VII.

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IX. THE ASS AND THE WAGTAIL.

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X. THE MISANTHROPE AND THE BIRD.

XI.

XI. FORTUNE AND HER FOLLOWERS.

XII.

XII. COMPOSURE.

XIII.

XIII. SIC ITUR.

XIV.

XIV. DIOGENES OR ALEXANDER?

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XVI.

XVI. THE RAINPOOL.

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XVII.

XVII. CONTAGION.

XVIII.

XVIII. AURORA CLAIR.

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XIX.

XIX. LOST TREASURES.

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XX.

XX. CHASSÉ-CROISÉ.

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XXI.

XXI. A PHILOSOPHER.

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XXII.

XXII. ONLY A SHAVING.

XXIII.

XXIII. THE LAST CRUISE OF THE ARROGANT; OR NO COMPROMISE.

XXIV.

XXIV. KNOWLEDGE AND POWER.

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XXV.

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XXVI.

XXVI. DE PROFUNDIS.

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XXVII.

XXVII. “GO ON, I'LL FOLLOW THEE!”

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XXVIII.

XXVIII. THE EAGLE AND HIS COMPANIONS;

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XXIX.

XXIX. FIAT JUSTITIA.

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CANTO THE FIRST.—THEORY.

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CANTO THE SECOND.—PRACTICE.

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CANTO THE THIRD.—EXPERIENCE.

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XXXI.

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XXXII.

XXXII. A PROMETHEUS UNBOUND.

XXXIII.

XXXIII. VALOUR.

XXXIV.

XXXV.

XXXV. QUESTIONABLE CONSOLATION.

XXXVI.

XXXVI. FORGIVE AND FORGET.

XXXVII.

XXXVII. THE MOUNTAINS OF TIME.

XXXVIII.

XXXVIII. CONSERVATION OF FORCE.

XXXIX.

XXXIX. HOMERIDES.

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XL. POINTS DE VUE—POINT DE VUE.

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XLI. PYRRHONISM,

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XLII.

XLII. THE MOUNTAIN AND THE MARSH.

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XLIII.

XLIII. TELEOLOGY.

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XLIV.

XLIV. COGITO ERGO SUM.

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XLV.

XLV. PHILOSOPHY OF THE LITTLE.

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XLVI.

XLVI. MASTER AT HOME.

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XLVII.

XLVII. THE PLANE AND THE PENKNIFE.

XLVIII.

XLVIII. THE DRAG AND THE WHEEL.

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XLIX.

XLIX. A HAUGHTY SPIRIT BEFORE A FALL.

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L. THE ROSE AND THE BRAMBLE.

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LI. DUCUNT VOLENTEM FATA: NOLENTEM TRAHUNT.

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LII.

LII. SUUM CUIQUE.

LIII.

LIII. THE TWO TRAVELLERS;

LIV.

LIV. AN ILL-ASSORTED COUPLE.

LV.

LV. BETWEEN HAMMER AND ANVIL.

LVI.

LVI. HOMO HOMINI LUPUS.

LVII.

LVII. THE HORSE AND THE FLY.

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LVIII. ET CÆTERA ET CÆTERA.

LIX.

LIX. MONUMENTUM ÆRE PERENNIUS.

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LX.

LX. SANS SOUCI.

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This voice from the heart of an Eagle came;
Who sat on a summit supreme and lone.
And his gaze was aglow with the reflex flame
Of the floating glories that round him shone.

Faintly there crept to his ear in reply
A thin weak voice, “I am here! I am he!
He whom thou seekest. No rest had I
Till I climb'd this height to be one with thee.

“Now I am safe at the top at last,
Thy peer, thy comrade! ready to share
And to feel with thee whatsoever thou hast
In thy stately spirit, thou Prince o' the Air!”

The Eagle, around him rolling his eyes,
Incredulous noticed the poor little soul
Whose voice had his own soul fill'd with surprise.
'Twas a tired, half torpid, and tiny black Mole.

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“Thou?” said the lord of the lone hills, “thou!
Truly, 'twas neither of thee nor thine
That my spirit was dreaming. But tell me how
From the cells obscure of thy tortuous mine

“Hast thou found and clamber'd the sharp steep road
Up these desolate heights, poor serf of the soil,
Foregoing the shelter and comfort owed
To thy modest life of domestic toil?

“And me, of all others, to mate with? me!
What lured thee, alas, little pilgrim, here?
Can there aught in common between us be?
Hath a mole been ever an eagle's peer?”