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XXXVI. Frequently the woods are pink, Frequently are brown; Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town. Oft a head is crested I was wont to see, And as oft a cranny Where it used to be. THIRTY SIX FREQUENTLY THE WOODS ARE PINK FREQUENTLY ARE BROWN FREQUENTLY THE HILLS UNDRESS BEHIND MY NATIVE TOWN OFT AHEAD IS CRESTED I WAS WONT TO SEE AND AS OFT A CRANNY WHERE IT USED TO BE
ange Sagacious confidence; Somewhat of nods, and somewhat of Portentous inference, The parties in both cases Enjoining secrecy, -- Inviolable compact To notoriety. XXXIII. SIMPLICITY. How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And does n't care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose coat of elemental brown A passing universe put on; And independent as the sun, Associates or glows alone, Fulfilling absolute decree In casual simplicity. XXXIV. STORM. It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still. Eclipse was all we could see at the window, And awe was all we could feel. By and by the boldest stole out of his covert, To see if time was there. Nature was in her beryl apron, Mixing fresher air. XXXV. THE RAT. The rat is the concisest tenant. He pays no rent, -- Repudiates the obligation, On schemes intent. Balking our wit To sound or circumvent, Hate cannot harm A foe so reticent. Neither decree Prohibits him, Lawful as Equilibrium. E LEAVES LIKE WOMEN INTERCHANGE SAGACIOUS CONFIDENCE SOMEWHAT OF NODS AND SOMEWHAT OF PORTENTOUS INFERENCE THE PARTIES IN BOTH CASES ENJOINING SECRECY INVIOLABLE COMPACT TO NOTORIETY THIRTY THREE SIMPLICITY HOW HAPPY IS THE LITTLE STONE THAT RAMBLES IN THE ROAD ALONE AND DOESN'T CARE ABOUT CAREERS AND EXIGENCIES NEVER FEARS WHOSE COAT OF ELEMENTAL BROWN A PASSING UNIVERSE PUT ON AND INDEPENDENT AS THE SUN ASSOCIATES OR GLOWS ALONE FULFILLING ABSOLUTE DECREE IN CASUAL SIMPLICITY THIRTY FOUR STORM IT SOUNDED AS IF THE STREETS WERE RUNNING AND THEN THE STREET STOOD STILL ECLIPSE WAS ALL WE COULD SEE AT THE WINDOW AND AWE WAS ALL WE COULD FEEL BY AND BY THE BOLDEST STOLE OUT OF HIS COVERT TO SEE IF TIME WAS THERETURE WAS IN HER BURL APRON MIXING FRESHER AIR THIRTY FIVE THE RAT THE RAT IS THE CONCISEST TENANT HE PAYS NO RENT REPUDIATES THE OBLIGATION ON SCHEMED INTENT BULKING OUR WIT TO SOUND OR CIRCUMVENT HATE CANNOT HARM A FOE SO RETICENT NEITHER DECREE PROHIBITS HIM LAWFUL AS EQUILIBRIUM
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