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Blithe spirits of her own impel The Muse, who scents the morning air, To take of this transported pair A brief and unreproved farewell; 600 To quit the slow paced waggon's side, And wander down yon hawthorn dell, With murmuring Greta for her guide. BLITHE SPIRITS OF HER OWN IMPEL THE MUSE WHO SCENTS THE MORNING AIR TO TAKE OF THIS TRANSPORTED PAIR A BRIEF AND UNREPROVED FAREWELL TO QUIT THE SLOW PACED WAGON'S SIDE AND WANDER DOWN YON HAWTHORN DELL WITH MURMURING GREETA FOR HER GUIDE
Windermere This vagrant owl is playing here--570 That is the worst of his employment: He's at the top [51] of his enjoyment!" This explanation stilled the alarm, Cured the foreboder like a charm; This, and the manner, and the voice, 575 Summoned the Sailor to rejoice; His heart is up--he fears no evil From life or death, from man or devil; He wheels [52]--and, making many stops, Brandished his crutch against the mountain tops; 580 And, while he talked of blows and scars, Benjamin, among the stars, Beheld a dancing--and a glancing; Such retreating and advancing As, I ween, was never seen 585 In bloodiest battle since the days of Mars! CANTO FOURTH Thus they, with freaks of proud delight, Beguile the remnant of the night; And many a snatch of jovial song Regales them as they wind along; 590 While to the music, from on high, The echoes make a glad reply.-- But the sage Muse the revel heeds No farther than her story needs; Nor will she servilely attend 595 The loitering journey to its end. OPEN THROAT LIKE TRAVELLERS SHOUTING FOR A BOAT THE TRICKS HE LEARNED AT WINDERMERE THIS VAGRANT OWL IS PLAYING HERE THAT IS THE WORST OF HIS EMPLOYMENT HE'S AT THE TOP OF HIS ENJOYMENT THIS EXPLANATION STILL THE ALARM CURED THE FOREBODER LIKE A CHARM THIS AND THE MANNER AND THE VOICE SUMMONED THE SAILOR TO REJOICE HIS HEART IS UP HE FEARS NO EVIL FROM LIFE OR DEATH FROM MAN OR DEVIL HE WHEELS AND MAKING MANY STOPS BRANDISHED HIS CRUTCH AGAINST THE MOUNTAIN TOPS AND WHILE HE TALKED OF BLOWS AND SCARS BENJAMIN AMONG THE STARS BEHELD A DANCING AND A GLANCING SUCH RETREATING AND ADVANCING AS I WEEN WAS NEVER SEEN IN BLOODIEST BATTLE SINCE THE DAYS OF MARS CANTO FOURTH THUS THEY WITH FREAKS OF PROUD DELIGHT BEGUILE THE REMNANT OF THE NIGHT AND MANY A SNATCH OF JOVIAL SONG REGALES THEM AS THEY WIND ALONG WHILE TO THE MUSIC FROM ON HIGH THE ECHOES MADE A GLAD REPLY BUT THE SAGE MUSE THE REVEL HEEDS NO FARTHER THAN HER STORY NEEDS NOR WILL SHE SERVILELY ATTEND THE LOITERING JOURNEY TO ITS END
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