| Matthew Arnold (182288). The Poems of Matthew Arnold, 18401867. 1909. | | | | New Poems, 1867 | | The Last Word |
| | [First published 1867.] CREEP into thy narrow bed, | |
| Creep, and let no more be said! | |
| Vain thy onset! all stands fast; | |
| Thou thyself must break at last. | |
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| Let the long contention cease! | 5 |
| Geese are swans, and swans are geese. | |
| Let them have it how they will! | |
| Thou art tired; best be still! | |
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| They out-talkd thee, hissd thee, tore thee. | |
| Better men fared thus before thee; | 10 |
| Fired their ringing shot and passd, | |
| Hotly chargedand broke at last. | |
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| Charge once more, then, and be dumb! | |
| Let the victors, when they come, | |
| When the forts of folly fall, | 15 |
| Find thy body by the wall. | | | | |
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