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Revival

By Arthur Hugh Clough

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So I went wrong,     Grievously wrong, but folly crushed itself,     And vanity oertoppling fell, and time     And healthy discipline and some neglect,     Labour and solitary hours revived     Somewhat, at least, of that original frame.     Oh, well do I remember then the days     When on some grassy slope (what time the sun     Was sinking, and the solemn eve came down     With its blue vapour upon field and wood     And elm-embosomed spire) once more again     I fed on sweet emotion, and my heart     With love oerflowed, or hushed itself in fear     Unearthly, yea celestial. Once again     My heart was hot within me, and, me seemed,     I too had in my body breath to wind     The magic horn of song; I too possessed     Up-welling in my beings depths a fount     Of the true poet-nectar whence to fill     The golden urns of verse.

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Arthur Hugh Clough

About Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough (1819–1861) was an English poet whose work explores Victorian doubt and moral uncertainty. His poems "Say Not the Struggle Naught Availeth" and "The Latest Decalogue" are sharp, thoughtful, and still widely anthologized.

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