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I read before my eyelids dropt their shade	A
'The Legend of Good Women ' long ago	B
Sung by the morning star of song who made	A
His music heard below	B
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Dan Chaucer the first warbler whose sweet breath	C
Preluded those melodious bursts that fill	D
The spacious times of great Elizabeth	E
With sounds that echo still	D
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And for a while the knowledge of his art	F
Held me above the subject as strong gales	G
Hold swollen clouds from raining tho' my heart	F
Brimful of those wild tales	G
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Charged both mine eyes with tears In every land	H
I saw wherever light illumineth	E
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand	H
The downward slope to death	E
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Those far renowned brides of ancient song	I
Peopled the hollow dark like burning stars	J
And I heard sounds of insult shame and wrong	I
And trumpets blown for wars	K
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And clattering flints batter'd with clanging hoofs	L
And I saw crowds in column'd sanctuaries	M
And forms that pass'd at windows and on roofs	N
Of marble palaces	O
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Corpses across the threshold heroes tall	P
Dislodging pinnacle and parapet	Q
Upon the tortoise creeping to the wall	P
Lances in ambush set	Q
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And high shrine doors burst thro' with heated blasts	R
That run before the fluttering tongues of fire	S
White surf wind scatter'd over sails and masts	R
And ever climbing higher	S
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Squadrons and squares of men in brazen plates	T
Scaffolds still sheets of water divers woes	U
Ranges of glimmering vaults with iron grates	T
And hush'd seraglios	T
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So shape chased shape as swift as when to land	H
Bluster the winds and tides the self same way	V
Crisp foam flakes scud along the level sand	H
Torn from the fringe of spray	V
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I started once or seem'd to start in pain	W
Resolved on noble things and strove to speak	X
As when a great thought strikes along the brain	W
And flushes all the cheek	X
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And once my arm was lifted to hew down	Y
A cavalier from off his saddle bow	Z
That bore a lady from a leaguer'd town	Y
And then I know not how	Z
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All those sharp fancies by down lapsing thought	A2
Stream'd onward lost their edges and did creep	B2
Roll'd on each other rounded smooth'd and brought	A2
Into the gulfs of sleep	B2
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At last methought that I had wander'd far	C2
In an old wood fresh wash'd in coolest dew	D2
The maiden splendours of the morning star	C2
Shook in the stedfast blue	D2
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Enormous elm tree boles did stoop and lean	E2
Upon the dusky brushwood underneath	E
Their broad curved branches fledged with clearest green	E2
New from its silken sheath	E
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The dim red morn had died her journey done	F2
And with dead lips smiled at the twilight plain	W
Half fall'n across the threshold of the sun	F2
Never to rise again	G2
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There was no motion in the dumb dead air	H2
Not any song of bird or sound of rill	D
Gross darkness of the inner sepulchre	H2
Is not so deadly still	D
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As that wide forest Growths of jasmine turn'd	I2
Their humid arms festooning tree to tree	H2
And at the root thro' lush green grasses burn'd	I2
The red anemone	J2
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I knew the flowers I knew the leaves I knew	D2
The tearful glimmer of the languid dawn	K2
On those long rank dark wood walks drench'd in dew	D2
Leading from lawn to lawn	K2
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The smell of violets hidden in the green	E2
Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame	L2
The times when I remember to have been	M2
Joyful and free from blame	L2
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And from within me a clear under tone	J2
Thrill'd thro' mine ears in that unblissful clime	L2
'Pass freely thro' the wood is all thine own	J2
Until the end of time '	-
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At length I saw a lady within call	P
Stiller than chisell'd marble standing there	H2
A daughter of the gods divinely tall	P
And most divinely fair	H2
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Her loveliness with shame and with surprise	T
Froze my swift speech she turning on my face	T
The star like sorrows of immortal eyes	T
Spoke slowly in her place	T
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'I had great beauty ask thou not my name	L2
No one can be more wise than destiny	H2
Many drew swords and died Where'er I came	L2
I brought calamity '	-
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'No marvel sovereign lady in fair field	N2
Myself for such a face had boldly died '	-
I answer'd free and turning I appeal'd	N2
To one that stood beside	O2
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But she with sick and scornful looks averse	T
To her full height her stately stature draws	T
'My youth ' she said 'was blasted with a curse	T
This woman was the cause	T
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'I was cut off from hope in that sad place	T
Which men call'd Aulis in those iron years	T
My father held his hand upon his face	T
I blinded with my tears	T
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'Still strove to speak my voice was thick with sighs	T
As in a dream Dimly I could descry	H2
The stern black bearded kings with wolfish eyes	T
Waiting to see me die	P2
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'The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat	Q2
The crowds the temples waver'd and the shore	H2
The bright death quiver'd at the victim's throat	Q2
Touch'd and I knew no more '	-
	-
Whereto the other with a downward brow	H2
'I would the white cold heavy plunging foam	L2
Whirl'd by the wind had roll'd me deep below	B
Then when I left my home '	-
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Her slow full words sank thro' the silence drear	H2
As thunder drops fall on a sleeping sea	H2
Sudden I heard a voice that cried 'Come here	H2
That I may look on thee '	-
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I turning saw throned on a flowery rise	T
One sitting on a crimson scarf unroll'd	Q2
A queen with swarthy cheeks and bold black eyes	T
Brow bound with burning gold	Q2
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She flashing forth a haughty smile began	R2
'I govern'd men by change and so I sway'd	Q2
All moods 'Tis long since I have seen a man	R2
Once like the moon I made	Q2
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'The ever shifting currents of the blood	Q2
According to my humour ebb and flow	B
I have no men to govern in this wood	Q2
That makes my only woe	B
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'Nay yet it chafes me that I could not bend	Q2
One will nor tame and tutor with mine eye	P2
That dull cold blooded C sar Prythee friend	Q2
Where is Mark Antony	H2
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'The man my lover with whom I rode sublime	L2
On Fortune's neck we sat as God by God	Q2
The Nilus would have risen before his time	L2
And flooded at our nod	Q2
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'We drank the Libyan Sun to sleep and lit	Q2
Lamps which out burn'd Canopus O my life	S2
In Egypt O the dalliance and the wit	Q2
The flattery and the strife	S2
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'And the wild kiss when fresh from war's alarms	T
My Hercules my Roman Antony	H2
My mailed Bacchus leapt into my arms	T
Contented there to die	P2
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'And there he died and when I heard my name	L2
Sigh'd forth with life I would not brook my fear	H2
Of the other with a worm I balk'd his fame	L2
What else was left look here '	-
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With that she tore her robe apart and half	T2
The polish'd argent of her breast to sight	Q2
Laid bare Thereto she pointed with a laugh	T2
Showing the aspick's bite	Q2
	-
'I died a Queen The Roman soldier found	Q2
Me lying dead my crown about my brows	T
A name for ever lying robed and crown'd	Q2
Worthy a Roman spouse '	-
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Her warbling voice a lyre of widest range	U2
Struck by all passion did fall down and glance	T
From tone to tone and glided thro' all change	U2
Of liveliest utterance	T
	-
When she made pause I knew not for delight	Q2
Because with sudden motion from the ground	Q2
She raised her piercing orbs and fill'd with light	Q2
The interval of sound	Q2
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Still with their fires Love tipt his keenest darts	T
As once they drew into two burning rings	T
All beams of Love melting the mighty hearts	T
Of captains and of kings	T
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Slowly my sense undazzled Then I heard	Q2
A noise of some one coming thro' the lawn	K2
And singing clearer than the crested bird	Q2
That claps his wings at dawn	K2
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'The torrent brooks of hallow'd Israel	V2
From craggy hollows pouring late and soon	W2
Sound all night long in falling thro' the dell	X2
Far heard beneath the moon	W2
	-
'The balmy moon of blessed Israel	V2
Floods all the deep blue gloom with beams divine	Y2
All night the splinter'd crags that wall the dell	X2
With spires of silver shine '	-
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As one that museth where broad sunshine laves	T
The lawn by some cathedral thro' the door	H2
Hearing the holy organ rolling waves	T
Of sound on roof and floor	H2
	-
Within and anthem sung is charm'd and tied	Q2
To where he stands so stood I when that flow	B
Of music left the lips of her that died	Q2
To save her father's vow	H2
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The daughter of the warrior Gileadite	Q2
A maiden pure as when she went along	I
From Mizpeh's tower'd gate with welcome light	Q2
With timbrel and with song	I
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My words leapt forth 'Heaven heads the count of crimes	T
With that wild oath ' She render'd answer high	P2
'Not so nor once alone a thousand times	T
I would be born and die	P2
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'Single I grew like some green plant whose root	Q2
Creeps to the garden water pipes beneath	E
Feeding the flower but ere my flower to fruit	Q2
Changed I was ripe for death	E
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'My God my land my father these did move	Z2
Me from my bliss of life that Nature gave	A3
Lower'd softly with a threefold cord of love	B3
Down to a silent grave	A3
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'And I went mourning No fair Hebrew boy	C3
Shall smile away my maiden blame among	D3
The Hebrew mothers emptied of all joy	C3
Leaving the dance and song	I
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'Leaving the olive gardens far below	B
Leaving the promise of my bridal bower	H2
The valleys of grape loaded vines that glow	B
Beneath the battled tower	H2
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'The light white cloud swam over us Anon	Y2
We heard the lion roaring from his den	Y2
We saw the large white stars rise one by one	Y2
Or from the darken'd glen	Y2
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'Saw God divide the night with flying flame	L2
And thunder on the everlasting hills	T
I heard Him for He spake and grief became	L2
A solemn scorn of ills	T
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'When the next moon was roll'd into the sky	P2
Strength came to me that equall'd my desire	H2
How beautiful a thing it was to die	P2
For God and for my sire	H2
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'It comforts me in this one thought to dwell	X2
That I subdued me to my father's will	D
Because the kiss he gave me ere I fell	X2
Sweetens the spirit still	D
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'Moreover it is written that my race	T
Hew'd Ammon hip and thigh from Aroer	H2
On Arnon unto Minneth ' Here her face	T
Glow'd as I look'd at her	H2
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She lock'd her lips she left me where I stood	Q2
'Glory to God ' she sang and past afar	H2
Thridding the sombre boskage of the wood	Q2
Toward the morning star	H2
	-
Losing her carol I stood pensively	D
As one that from a casement leans his head	Q2
When midnight bells cease ringing suddenly	D
And the old year is dead	Q2
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'Alas alas ' a low voice full of care	H2
Murmur'd beside me 'Turn and look on me	D
I am that Rosamond whom men call fair	H2
If what I was I be	D
	-
'Would I had been some maiden coarse and poor	H2
O me that I should ever see the light	Q2
Those dragon eyes of anger'd Eleanor	H2
Do hunt me day and night '	-
	-
She ceased in tears fallen from hope and trust	Q2
To whom the Egyptian 'O you tamely died	Q2
You should have clung to Fulvia's waist and thrust	Q2
The dagger thro' her side '	-
	-
With that sharp sound the white dawn's creeping beams	T
Stol'n to my brain dissolved the mystery	D
Of folded sleep The captain of my dreams	T
Ruled in the eastern sky	P2
	-
Morn broaden'd on the borders of the dark	E3
Ere I saw her who clasp'd in her last trance	T
Her murder'd father's head or Joan of Arc	E3
A light of ancient France	T
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Or her who knew that Love can vanquish Death	E
Who kneeling with one arm about her king	F3
Drew forth the poison with her balmy breath	E
Sweet as new buds in Spring	F3
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No memory labours longer from tbe deep	B2
Gold mines of thought to lift the hidden ore	H2
That glimpses moving up than I from sleep	B2
To gather and tell o'er	H2
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Each little sound and sight With what dull pain	Y2
Compass'd how eagerly I sought to strike	G3
Into that wondrous track of dreams again	Y2
But no two dreams are like	G3
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As when a soul laments which hath been blest	Q2
Desiring what is mingled with past years	T
In yearnings that can never be exprest	Q2
By signs or groans or tears	T
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Because all words tho' cull'd with choicest art	Q2
Failing to give the bitter of the sweet	Q2
Wither beneath the palate and the heart	Q2
Faints faded by its heat	Q2