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Part IV Sound Effect

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     The Pied Piper of Hamlin

     Robert Browning (1812-1889)

    Into the street the Piper stept,

    Smiling first a little smile,

    s if he knew what magic slept A

    In his quiet pipe the while;

    Then, like a musical adept,

    To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, Like a candle-flame where salt is sprinkled; And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, You heard as if an army muttered;

    And the muttering grew to a grumbling; nd the grumbling grew to a might rumbling; A

    nd out of the houses the rats tumbling. A

    Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, grey rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins,

    Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens,

    Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives

    Followed the Piper for their lives.

    From street to street he piped advancing, And step for step they followed dancing, Until they came to the river Weser,

    Wherein all plunged and perished!

    Once more he stept into the street

    And to his lips again

    Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane; And ere he blew three notes.

    There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds jostling at pitching and jostling Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering, And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running,

    A;; the little boys and girls,

    With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls,

    And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.

    When, lo, as they reached the mountain-side, A wondrous portal opened wide,

    As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed; And the Piper advance and the children followed, And when all were in to the very last, The door in the mountain-side shut fast.

    Virtue

     George Herbert ( 1593-1633)

    Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright ? ? |ˇ ?|ˇ ?|ˇ ?| a

     The bridal of the earth and sky; ˇ ?| ˇ ?|ˇ ?|ˇ ?| b The dew shall weep thy fall to night, ˇ ?| ˇ ?|ˇ ?|ˇ ?| a

     For thou must die. ˇ ?| ˇ ?| b

    Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave,

     Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye; Thy root is ever in its grave,

     And thou must die.

    Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,

     A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shows ye have your closes,

     And all must die.

Only a sweet and virtuous soul,

     Like seasoned timber, never gives; But though the whole world turn to coal,

     Then chiefly lives.

    Down by the Salley Gardens

     William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;

    She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.

    She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;

    But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.

In a field by the river my love and I did stand,

    And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.

    She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;

    But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.

     The poem is based upon a half-forgotten song which an old peasant woman in Aligo used to sing to herself. Salley is the Irish name for a type of willow tree. The theme is very simple: a boy has fallen in love with a girl whom he idealizes as having snow-white hands and feet. The girl is carefree, and she advises the boy not be so serious about love and about life. But he does not take her advice and suffers many torments as a result. Yeats had just met Maude Gonne when he

    wrote this poem.

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