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And enfold you,

Ay, and hold you,

And so keep you what they make you, Sweet!

III.

You like us for a glance, you know

For a word's sake

Or a sword's sake,

All's the same, whate'er the chance, you know.

IV.

And in turn we make you ours, we say

You and youth too,

Eyes and mouth too,

All the face composed of flowers, we say.

V.

All's our own, to make the most of, Sweet

Sing and say for,

Watch and pray for,

Keep a secret or go boast of, Sweet!

VI.

But for loving, why, you would not, Sweet,
Though we prayed you,

Paid you, brayed you

In a mortar for

you could not, Sweet!

VII.

So, we leave the sweet face fondly there:

Be its beauty

Its sole duty!

Let all hope of grace beyond, lie there!

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As,why must one, for the love foregone,
Scout mere liking?

Thunder-striking

Earth,

the heaven, we looked above for, gone!

X.

Why, with beauty, needs there money be,
Love with liking?

Crush the fly-king

In his gauze, because no honey-bee?

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-A sick man sees

Truer, when his hot eyes roll on her!

XVI.

Thus the craftsman thinks to grace the rose,
Plucks a mould-flower

For his gold flower,

Uses fine things that efface the rose:

XVII.

Rosy rubies make its cup more rose,
Precious metals

Ape the petals,

Last, some old king locks it up, morose !

XVIII.

Then how grace a rose? I know a way!
Leave it, rather.

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Dear, had the world in its caprice
Deigned to proclaim "I know you both,
Have recognized your plighted troth,
Am sponsor for you: live in peace!
How many precious months and years
Of youth had passed, that speed so fast,
Before we found it out at last,
The world, and what it fears!

II.

How much of priceless life were spent
With men that every virtue decks,
And women models of their sex,

Society's true ornament,

Ere we dared wander, nights like this,

Through wind and rain, and watch the Seine,

And feel the Boulevard break again

To warmth and light and bliss!

III.

I know! the world proscribes not love;
Allows my finger to caress

Your lips' contour and downiness,
Provided it supply a glove.

The world's good word! - the Institute!
Guizot receives Montalembert!

Eh? Down the court three lampions flare:
Put forward your best foot!

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Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her
Next time, herself! not the trouble behind her

Left in the curtain, the couch's perfume!

As she brushed it, the cornice-wreath blossomed anew: Yon looking-glass gleamed at the wave of her feather.

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Range the wide house from the wing to the centre.
Still the same chance! she goes out as I enter.
Spend my whole day in the quest, who cares?
But 't is twilight, you see,
with such suites to explore,
Such closets to search, such alcoves to importune!

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LIFE IN A LOVE.

Escape me ?

Never

Beloved!

While I am I, and you are you,

So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,

While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:

It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,

And baffled, get up and begin again,

So the chase takes up one's life, that's all. While, look but once from your farthest bound At me so deep in the dust and dark, No sooner the old hope goes to ground

Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark, I shape me

Ever

Removed!

IN THREE DAYS.

I.

So, I shall see her in three days
And just one night, but nights are short,
Then two long hours, and that is morn.
See how I come, unchanged, unworn!
Feel, where my life broke off from thine,
How fresh the splinters keep and fine,-
Only a touch and we combine!

II.

Too long, this time of year, the days!
But nights, at least the nights are short.
As night shows where her one moon is,
A hand's-breadth of pure light and bliss,
So life's night gives my lady birth
And my eyes hold her! What is worth
The rest of heaven, the rest of earth?

III.

O loaded curls, release your store
Of warmth and scent, as once before

The tingling hair did, lights and darks
Outbreaking into fairy sparks,

When under curl and curl I pried

After the warmth and scent inside,

Through lights and darks how manifold-
The dark inspired, the light controlled!

As early Art embrowns the gold.

IV.

What great fear, should one say,

"Three days

That change the world might change as well
Your fortune; and if joy delays,

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