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First Line: When you have wearied of the valiant spires of this county town
Last Line: Forgotten they live, and forgotten die.
Subject(s): Canals; Oxford, England


When you have wearied of the valiant spires of this County Town,
Of its wide white streets and glistening museums, and black monastic walls,
Of its red motors and lumbering trams, and self-sufficient people,
I will take you walking with me to a place you have not seen --
Half town and half country -- the land of the Canal.
It is dearer to me than the antique town: I love it more than the rounded
hills:
Straightest, sublimest of rivers is the long Canal.
I have observed great storms and trembled: I have wept for fear of the dark.
But nothing makes me so afraid as the clear water of this idle canal on a
summer's noon.
Do you see the great telephone poles down in the water, how every wire is
distinct?
If a body fell into the canal it would rest entangled in those wires for ever,
between earth and air.
For the water is as deep as the stars are high.
One day I was thinking how if a man fell from that lofty pole
He would rush through the water toward me till his image was scattered by his
splash,
When suddenly a train rushed by: the brazen dome of the engine flashed: the
long white carriages roared;
The sun veiled himself for a moment, and the signals loomed in fog;
A savage woman screamed at me from a barge: little children began to cry;
The untidy landscape rose to life; a sawmill started;
A cart rattled down to the wharf, and workmen clanged over the iron footbridge;
A beautiful old man nodded from the first story window of a square red house,
And a pretty girl came out to hang up clothes in a small delightful garden.
O strange motion in the suburb of a county town: slow regular movement of the
dance of death!
Men and not phantoms are these that move in light.
Forgotten they live, and forgotten die.





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