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TO ONE COMPLAINING.
Go to the waving tree,
The level circle's golden round,
Or on the margin of the Sea,
List to the sound.
The level circle's golden round,
Or on the margin of the Sea,
List to the sound.
I bid thee from the roof,
Where underneath the dreary day,
Puts thy frail spirit to the proof,
To turn away.
Where underneath the dreary day,
Puts thy frail spirit to the proof,
To turn away.
Speak not beneath the wall,
God hears thee not while thou art there,
But make thy consecrated hall
The endless air.
God hears thee not while thou art there,
But make thy consecrated hall
The endless air.
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Ride on the wild wind's mane
When scornful Autumn hisses loud,
Sing like the heavy Summer's rain,
So stately proud.
When scornful Autumn hisses loud,
Sing like the heavy Summer's rain,
So stately proud.
Have never-failing Hate,
And be forbidden in thy deed,
And make thyself all desolate,
Nor sate thy need.
And be forbidden in thy deed,
And make thyself all desolate,
Nor sate thy need.
Then when thy rage is spent,
Thou shalt sit down to tell the tale,
And as thou see'st the way thou went,
Be clad in mail.
Thou shalt sit down to tell the tale,
And as thou see'st the way thou went,
Be clad in mail.
Bad memories shall be,
The storehouse of thy present worth,
The Past shall win this stake for thee,
Another birth.
The storehouse of thy present worth,
The Past shall win this stake for thee,
Another birth.
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