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I WATCH D her as she stoop d to pluck	A
A wild flower in her hair to twine	B
And wish d that it had been my luck	A
To call her mine	B
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Anon I heard her rate with mad	C
Mad words her babe within its cot	D
And felt particularly glad	C
That it had not	D
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I knew such subtle brains have men	E
That she was uttering what she shouldn t	F
And thought that I would chide and then	E
I thought I would n t	F
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Few could have gaz d upon that face	G
Those pouting coral lips and chided	H
A Rhadamanthus in my place	G
Had done as I did	H
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For wrath with which our bosoms glow	I
Is chain d there oft by Beauty s spell	J
And more than that I did not know	I
The widow well	J
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So the harsh phrase pass d unreprov d	F
Still mute O brothers was it sin	K
I drank unutterably mov d	F
Her beauty in	K
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And to myself I murmur d low	I
As on her upturn d face and dress	L
The moonlight fell Would she say No	I
By chance or Yes	L
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She stood so calm so like a ghost	M
Betwixt me and that magic moon	N
That I already was almost	M
A finish d coon	N
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But when she caught adroitly up	O
And sooth d with smiles her little daughter	P
And gave it if I m right a sup	O
Of barley water	P
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And crooning still the strange sweet lore	Q
Which only mothers tongues can utter	P
Snow d with deft hand the sugar o er	P
Its bread and butter	P
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And kiss d it clingingly ah why	R
Don t women do these things in private	S
I felt that if I lost her I	R
Should not survive it	T
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And from my mouth the words nigh flew	U
The past the future I forgat em	V
Oh if you d kiss me as you do	U
That thankless atom	W
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But this thought came ere yet I spake	X
And froze the sentence on my lips	Y
They err who marry wives that make	X
Those little slips	Y
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It came like some familiar rhyme	Z
Some copy to my boyhood set	A2
And that s perhaps the reason I m	V
Unmarried yet	A2
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Would she have own d how pleas d she was	B2
And told her love with widow s pride	C2
I never found out that because	D2
I never tried	C2
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Be kind to babes and beasts and birds	E2
Hearts may be hard though lips are coral	F2
And angry words are angry words	E2
And that s the moral	F2

Charles Stuart Calverley

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