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Dramatic Romances and Lyrics.
 
Then scramble from splinter to splinter,
Reach land and explore
On the largest, the strange square black turret
With never a door—
Just a loop to admit the quick lizards;
—To stand there and hear
The birds' quiet singing, that tells us
What life is, so clear;
The secret they sang to Ulysses,
When ages ago
He heard and he knew this life's secret
I hear and I know!

Ah see! O'er Calvano the sun breaks:
He strikes the great gloom
And flutters it o'er his summit
In airy gold fume!
All is over. Look out, see the gypsy,
Our tinker and smith,
Has arrived, set up bellows and forge,
And down-squatted forthwith
To his hammering, under the wall there;
One eye keeps aloof
The urchins that itch to be putting
His jews'-harps to proof,
While the other thro' locks of curled wire
Is watching how sleek
Shines the hog, come to share in the windfalls
—An abbot's own cheek!
All is over! wake up and come out now,
And down let us go,
And see all the fine things set in order

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