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695 [75] The strenuous Animal hath clomb With the green path; and now he wends Where, shining like the smoothest sea, In undisturbed immensity A [76] level plain extends. A STRENUOUS ANIMAL HATH CLOWN WITH THE GREEN PATH AND NOW HE WENDS WHERE SHINING LIKE THE SMOOTHEST SEA IN UNDISTURBED IMMENSITY A LEVEL PLAIN EXTENDS
riving stoutly as he may; But, while he climbs the woody hill, The cry grows weak--and weaker still; And now at last it dies away. 670 So with his freight the Creature turns Into a gloomy grove of beech, Along the shade with footsteps [73] true Descending slowly, till the two The open moonlight reach. 675 And there, along the [74] narrow dell, A fair smooth pathway you discern, A length of green and open road-- As if it from a fountain flowed-- Winding away between the fern. 680 The rocks that tower on either side Build up a wild fantastic scene; Temples like those among the Hindoos, And mosques, and spires, and abbey-windows, And castles all with ivy green! 685 And, while the Ass pursues his way, Along this solitary dell, As pensively his steps advance, The mosques and spires change countenance, And look at Peter Bell! 690 That unintelligible cry Hath left him high in preparation,-- Convinced that he, or soon or late, This very night will meet his fate-- And so he sits in expectation! EVER TILL THIS NIGHT BEFELL MEANWHILE THE ASS TO REACH HIS HOME IS STRIVING STOUTLY AS HE MAY BUT WHILE HE CLIMBS THE WOODY HILL THE CRY GROWS WEAK AND WEAKER STILL AND NOW AT LAST IT DIES AWAY SO WITH HIS FRIGHT THE CREATURE TURNS INTO A GLOOMY GROVE OF BEECH ALONG THE SHADE WITH FOOTSTEPS TRUE DESCENDING SLOWLY TILL THE TWO THE OPEN MOONLIGHT REACH AND THERE ALONG THE NARROW DELL A FAIR SMOOTH PATHWAY YOU DISCERN A LENGTH OF GREEN AND OPEN ROAD AS IF IT FROM A FOUNTAIN FLOWED WINDING AWAY BETWEEN THE FERN THE ROCKS THAT TOWER ON EITHER SIDE BUILD UP A WILD FANTASTIC SCENE TEMPLES LIKE THOSE AMONG THE HINDUS AND MOSQUES AND SPIRES AND ABBEY WINDOWS AND CASTLES ALL WITH IVY GREEN AND WHILE THE ASS PURSUES HIS WAY ALONG THIS SOLITARY DELL AS PENSIVELY HIS STEPS ADVANCE THE MOSQUES AND SPIRES CHANGE COUNTENANCE AND LOOK AT PETER BELL THAT UNINTELLIGIBLE CRY HATH LEFT HIM HIGH IN PREPARATION CONVINCED THAT HE OR SOON OR LATE THIS VERY NIGHT WILL MEET HIS FATE AND SO HE SITS IN EXPECTATION
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