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 "id": "matthew-arnold/a-southern-night",
 "title": "A Southern Night",
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 "poet": "Matthew Arnold",
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 "language": "en",
 "book": "New Poems",
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  "year": 1867,
  "venue": "New Poems (1867)",
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    "text": "The sandy spits, the shore-lock’d lakes,",
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    "text": "Melt into open, moonlit sea;",
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    "text": "The soft Mediterranean breaks",
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    "text": "At my feet, free.",
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    "text": "Dotting the fields of corn and vine,",
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    "text": "Like ghosts the huge, gnarl’d olives stand;",
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    "text": "Behind, that lovely mountain-line!",
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    "text": "While, by the strand,",
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    "text": "Cette, with its glistening houses white,",
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    "text": "To where the lighthouse beacons bright",
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    "text": "Ah, such a night, so soft, so lone,",
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    "text": "So moonlit, saw me once of yore",
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    "text": "Vext heart deplore!",
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    "text": "But now that trouble is forgot;",
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    "text": "Thy memory, thy pain, to-night,",
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    "text": "My brother! and thine early lot,",
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    "text": "Possess me quite.",
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    "text": "The murmur of this Midland deep",
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    "text": "Is heard to-night around thy grave",
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    "text": "There where Gibraltar’s cannon’d steep",
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    "text": "O’erfrowns the wave.",
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    "text": "For there, with bodily anguish keen,",
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    "text": "With Indian heats at last fordone,",
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    "text": "With public toil and private teen,",
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    "text": "Thou sank’st, alone.",
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    "text": "Slow to a stop, at morning grey,",
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    "text": "I see the smoke-crown’d vessel come;",
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    "text": "Slow round her paddles dies away",
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    "text": "The seething foam.",
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    "text": "A boat is lower’d from her side;",
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    "text": "Ah, gently place him on the bench!",
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    "text": "That spirit⁠—if all have not yet died⁠—",
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    "text": "Is this the eye, the footstep fast,",
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    "text": "The mien of youth we used to see,",
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    "text": "Poor, gallant boy!⁠—for such thou wast,",
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    "text": "Still art, to me.",
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    "text": "The limbs their wonted tasks refuse;",
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    "text": "The eyes are glazed, thou canst not speak;",
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    "text": "And whiter than thy white burnous",
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    "text": "That wasted cheek!",
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    "text": "Enough! The boat, with quiet shock,",
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    "text": "Unto its haven coming nigh,",
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    "text": "Touches, and on Gibraltar’s rock",
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    "text": "Lands thee, to die.",
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    "text": "Ah me! Gibraltar’s strand is far,",
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    "text": "But farther yet across the brine",
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    "text": "Thy dear wife’s ashes buried are,",
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    "text": "Remote from thine.",
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    "text": "For there where Morning’s sacred fount",
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    "text": "Its golden rain on earth confers,",
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    "text": "The snowy Himalayan Mount",
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    "text": "O’ershadows hers.",
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    "text": "Strange irony of Fate, alas,",
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    "text": "Which for two jaded English saves,",
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    "text": "When from their dusty life they pass,",
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    "text": "Such peaceful graves!",
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    "text": "In cities should we English lie,",
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    "text": "Where cries are rising ever new,",
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    "text": "And men’s incessant stream goes by;",
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    "text": "We who pursue",
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    "text": "Our business with unslackening stride,",
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    "text": "Traverse in troops, with care-fill’d breast,",
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    "text": "The soft Mediterranean side,",
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    "text": "The Nile, the East,",
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    "text": "And see all sights from pole to pole,",
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    "text": "And glance, and nod, and bustle by;",
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   {
    "text": "And never once possess our soul",
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    "text": "Before we die.",
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    "text": "Not by those hoary Indian hills,",
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   {
    "text": "Not by this gracious Midland sea",
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    "text": "Whose floor to-night sweet moonshine fills,",
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    "text": "Should our graves be!",
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    "text": "Some sage, to whom the world was dead,",
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    "text": "And men were specks, and life a play;",
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   {
    "text": "Who made the roots of trees his bed,",
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    "text": "And once a day",
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    "text": "With staff and gourd his way did bend",
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    "text": "To villages and homes of man,",
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    "text": "For food to keep him till he end",
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    "text": "His mortal span,",
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    "text": "And the pure goal of Being reach;",
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    "text": "Grey-headed, wrinkled, clad in white,",
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    "text": "Without companion, without speech,",
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    "text": "By day and night",
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    "text": "Pondering God’s mysteries untold,",
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   {
    "text": "And tranquil as the glacier snows⁠—",
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    "text": "He by those Indian mountains old",
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    "text": "Might well repose!",
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    "text": "Some grey crusading knight austere",
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   {
    "text": "Who bore Saint Louis company",
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   {
    "text": "And came home hurt to death, and here",
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    "text": "Landed to die;",
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    "text": "Some youthful troubadour whose tongue",
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    "text": "Fill’d Europe once with his love-pain,",
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   {
    "text": "Who here outwearied had sunk, and sung",
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    "text": "His dying strain;",
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    "text": "Some girl who here from castle-bower,",
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   {
    "text": "With furtive step and cheek of flame,",
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    "text": "’Twixt myrtle-hedges all in flower",
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    "text": "By moonlight came",
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   {
    "text": "To meet her pirate-lover’s ship,",
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   {
    "text": "And from the wave-kiss’d marble stair",
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   {
    "text": "Beckon’d him on, with quivering lip",
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   {
    "text": "And unbound hair,",
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  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "And lived some moons in happy trance,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Then learnt his death and pined away⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Such by these waters of romance",
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   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas meet to lay!",
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  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "But you⁠—a grave for knight or sage,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Romantic, solitary, still,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "O spent ones of a work-day age!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Befits you ill.",
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  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "So sang I; but the midnight breeze",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Down to the brimm’d moon-charmèd main,",
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   {
    "text": "Comes softly through the olive-trees,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And checks my strain.",
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   {
    "text": "I think of her, whose gentle tongue",
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   {
    "text": "All plaint in her own cause controll’d;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of thee I think, my brother! young",
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   {
    "text": "In heart, high-soul’d;",
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   {
    "text": "That comely face, that cluster’d brow,",
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   {
    "text": "That cordial hand, that bearing free,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I see them still, I see them now,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Shall always see!",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "And what but gentleness untired,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And what but noble feeling warm,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Wherever shown, howe’er inspired,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Is grace, is charm?",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "What else is all these waters are,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "What else is steep’d in lucid sheen,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "What else is bright, what else is fair,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "What else serene?",
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  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Mild o’er her grave, ye mountains, shine!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Gently by his, ye waters, glide!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To that in you which is divine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They were allied.",
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