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570 The Ass looks on  and to his work Is Peter quietly resigned; He touches here  he touches there   And now among the dead man's hair His sapling Peter has entwined. THE ASS LOOKS ON AND TO HIS WORK IS PETER QUIETLY RESIGNED HE TOUCHES HERE HE TOUCHES THERE AND NOW AMONG THE DEAD MAN'S HAIR HIS SAPLING PETER HAS ENTWINED
 a treasure! Faint recollection seems to tell That he is yet where mortals dwell-- A thought received with languid pleasure! 545 His head upon his elbow propped, Becoming less and less perplexed, Sky-ward he looks--to rock and wood-- And then--upon the glassy [60] flood His wandering eye is fixed. 550 Thought he, that is the face of one In his last sleep securely bound! So toward the stream his head he bent, And downward thrust his staff, intent The river's depth to sound. [61] 555 _Now_--like a tempest-shattered bark, That overwhelmed and prostrate lies, And in a moment to the verge Is lifted of a foaming surge-- Full suddenly the Ass doth rise! 560 His staring bones all shake with joy, And close by Peter's side he stands: While Peter o'er the river bends, The little Ass his neck extends, And fondly licks his hands. 565 Such life is in the Ass's eyes, Such life is in his limbs and ears; That Peter Bell, if he had been The veriest coward ever seen, Must now have thrown aside his fears. D SWOON HE LIFTS HIS HEAD HE SEES HIS STAFF HE TOUCHES TIS TO HIM A TREASURE FAINT RECOLLECTION SEEMS TO TELL THAT HE IS YET WHERE MORTALS DWELL A THOUGHT RECEIVED WITH LANGUID PLEASURE HIS HEAD UPON HIS ELBOW PROPPED BECOMING LESS AND LESS PERPLEXED SKYWARD HE LOOKS TO ROCK AND WOOD AND THEN UPON THE GLASSY FLOOD HIS WANDERING EYE IS FIXED THOUGHT HE THAT IS THE FACE OF ONE IN HIS LAST SLEEP SECURELY BOUND SO TOWARD THE STREAM HIS HEAD HE BENT AND DOWNWARD THRUST HIS STAFF INTENT THE RIVER'S DEPTH TO SOUND NOW LIKE A TEMPEST SHATTER'D BARK THAT OVERWHELMED AND PROSTRATE LIES AND IN A MOMENT TO THE VERGE IS LIFTED OF A FOAMING SURGE FULL SUDDENLY THE ASS DOTH RISE HIS STARING BONES ALL SHAKE WITH JOY AND CLOSE BY PETER'S SIDE HE STANDS WHILE PETER O'ER THE RIVER BENDS THE LITTLE ASS HIS NECK EXTENDS AND FONDLY LICKS HIS HANDS SUCH LIFE IS IN THE ASS'S EYES SUCH LIFE IS IN HIS LIMBS AND EARS THAT PETER BELL IF HE HAD BEEN THE VERIEST COWARD EVER SEEN MUST NOW HAVE THROWN ASIDE HIS FEARS
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