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32 His words came feebly, from a feeble chest,

Yet each in solemn order followed each,

With something of a lofty utterance drest;

Choice word, and measured phrase; above the reach

Of ordinary men; a stately speech;

Such as grave Livers do in Scotland use,

Religious men, who give to God and Man their dues.

He told me that he to this pond had come

To gather Leeches, being old and poor:

Employment hazardous and wearisome!

And he had many hardships to endure:

From Pond to Pond he roamed, from moor to moor;

Housing, with God's good help, by choice or chance:

And in this way he gained an honest maintenance.

The Old Man still stood talking by my side;

But now his voice to me was like a stream

Scarce heard; nor word from word could I divide;

And the whole Body of the man did seem

Like one whom I had met with in a dream;

Or like a Man from some far region sent,

To give me human strength, and strong admonishment.