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I saw a famous fountain in my dream	A
Where shady path ways to a valley led	B
A weeping willow lay upon that stream	A
And all around the fountain brink were spread	B
Wide branching trees with dark green leaf rich clad	C
Forming a doubtful twilight desolate and sad	C
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The place was such that whoso enter'd in	D
Disrobed was of every earthly thought	E
And straight became as one that knew not sin	D
Or to the world's first innocence was brought	E
Enseem'd it now he stood on holy ground	F
In sweet and tender melancholy wrapt around	F
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A most strange calm stole o'er my soothed sprite	G
Long time I stood and longer had I staid	H
When lo I saw saw by the sweet moon light	G
Which came in silence o'er that silent shade	H
Where near the fountain something like despair	I
Made of that weeping willow garlands for her hair	I
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And eke with painful fingers she inwove	J
Many an uncouth stem of savage thorn	K
'The willow garland that was for her love	J
And these her bleeding temples would adorn '	-
With sighs her heart nigh burst salt tears fast fell	L
As mournfully she bended o'er that sacred well	L
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To whom when I addrest myself to speak	M
She lifted up her eyes and nothing said	B
The delicate red came mantling o'er her cheek	M
And gath'ring up her loose attire she fled	B
To the dark covert of that woody shade	H
And in her goings seem'd a timid gentle maid	H
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Revolving in my mind what this should mean	N
And why that lovely lady plained so	O
Perplex'd in thought at that mysterious scene	N
And doubting if 'twere best to stay or go	O
I cast mine eyes in wistful gaze around	F
When from the shades came slow a small and plaintive sound	F
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'Psyche am I who love to dwell	L
In these brown shades this woody dell	L
Where never busy mortal came	P
Till now to pry upon my shame	P
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At thy feet what thou dost see	Q
The waters of repentance be	Q
Which night and day I must augment	R
With tears like a true penitent	S
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If haply so my day of grace	T
Be not yet past and this lone place	T
O'er shadowy dark excludeth hence	U
All thoughts but grief and penitence '	-
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'Why dost thou weep thou gentle maid	H
And wherefore in this barren shade	H
Thy hidden thoughts with sorrow feed	V
Can thing so fair repentance need '	-
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'O I have done a deed of shame	P
And tainted is my virgin fame	P
And stain'd the beauteous maiden white	G
In which my bridal robes were dight '	-
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'And who the promised spouse declare	I
And what those bridal garments were '	-
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'Severe and saintly righteousness	W
Compos'd the clear white bridal dress	X
Jesus the son of Heaven's high king	Y
Bought with his blood the marriage ring	Y
A wretched sinful creature I	Z
Deem'd lightly of that sacred tie	Z
Gave to a treacherous world my heart	A2
And play'd the foolish wanton's part	A2
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Soon to these murky shades I came	P
To hide from the sun's light my shame	P
And still I haunt this woody dell	L
And bathe me in that healing well	L
Whose waters clear have influence	B2
From sin's foul stains the soul to cleanse	C2
And night and day I them augment	R
With tears like a true penitent	S
Until due expiation made	H
And fit atonement fully paid	H
The lord and bridegroom me present	D2
Where in sweet strains of high consent	R
God's throne before the Seraphim	P
Shall chaunt the extatic marriage hymn '	-
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'Now Christ restore thee soon' I said	B
And thenceforth all my dream was fled	B

Charles Lamb

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