For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially ;B abies look up with owlish face And see them tangled in a tree: You saw a moon from Sussex Downs, AS ussex moon, untravelled still, I saw a moon that was the town s, The largest lamp on Campden Hill. Tea; Heaven is everywhere at home) The big blue cap that always fits, And so it is be calm ;they come Togoal at last, my wandering wits), So is it with the heroic thing ;T his shall not end for the worlds end And though the sullen engines swing, Be you not much afraid, my friend. This did not end by Nelson surn Where an immortal England sits Nor where your tall young men in turn Drank death like wine at A usterlitz. And when the pedants bade us mark What cold mechanic happenings Must come ;our souls said in the dark, Belike ;but there are likelier things.
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