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BUT two miles more and then we rest	A
Well there is still an hour of day	B
And long the brightness of the West	A
Will light us on our devious way	B
Sit then awhile here in this wood	C
So total is the solitude	D
We safely may delay	B
	-
These massive roots afford a seat	E
Which seems for weary travellers made	F
There rest The air is soft and sweet	E
In this sequestered forest glade	F
And there are scents of flowers around	G
The evening dew draws from the ground	G
How soothingly they spread	H
	-
Yes I was tired but not at heart	I
No that beats full of sweet content	J
For now I have my natural part	I
Of action with adventure blent	I
Cast forth on the wide vorld with thee	K
And all my once waste energy	K
To weighty purpose bent	I
	-
Yet say'st thou spies around us roam	L
Our aims are termed conspiracy	K
Haply no more our English home	L
An anchorage for us may be	K
That there is risk our mutual blood	I
May redden in some lonely wood	I
The knife of treachery	K
	-
Say'st thou that where we lodge each night	I
In each lone farm or lonelier hall	M
Of Norman Peer ere morning light	I
Suspicion must as duly fall	M
As day returns such vigilance	N
Presides and watches over France	O
Such rigour governs all	M
	-
I fear not William dost thou fear	P
So that the knife does not divide	I
It may be ever hovering near	P
I could not tremble at thy side	I
And strenuous love like mine for thee	K
Is buckler strong 'gainst treachery	K
And turns its stab aside	I
	-
I am resolved that thou shalt learn	Q
To trust my strength as I trust thine	R
I am resolved our souls shall burn	Q
With equal steady mingling shine	R
Part of the field is conquered now	S
Our lives in the same channel flow	T
Along the self same line	R
	-
And while no groaning storm is heard	I
Thou seem'st content it should be so	T
But soon as comes a warning word	I
Of danger straight thine anxious brow	S
Bends over me a mournful shade	I
As doubting if my powers are made	I
To ford the floods of woe	T
	-
Know then it is my spirit swells	U
And drinks with eager joy the air	V
Of freedom where at last it dwells	U
Chartered a common task to share	V
With thee and then it stirs alert	I
And pants to learn what menaced hurt	I
Demands for thee its care	V
	-
Remember I have crossed the deep	W
And stood with thee on deck to gaze	X
On waves that rose in threatening heap	W
While stagnant lay a heavy haze	X
Dimly confusing sea with sky	Y
And baffling even the pilot's eye	Y
Intent to thread the maze	X
	-
Of rocks on Bretagne's dangerous coast	I
And find a way to steer our band	I
To the one point obscure which lost	I
Flung us as victims on the strand	I
All elsewhere gleamed the Gallic sword	I
And not a wherry could be moored	I
Along the guarded land	I
	-
I feared not then I fear not now	S
The interest of each stirring scene	Z
Wakes a new sense a welcome glow	T
In every nerve and bounding vein	A2
Alike on turbid Channel sea	K
Or in still wood of Normandy	K
I feel as born again	B2
	-
The rain descended that wild morn	C2
When anchoring in the cove at last	I
Our band all weary and forlorn	C2
Ashore like wave worn sailors cast	I
Sought for a sheltering roof in vain	A2
And scarce could scanty food obtain	A2
To break their morning fast	I
	-
Thou didst thy crust with me divide	I
Thou didst thy cloak around me fold	I
And sitting silent by thy side	I
I ate the bread in peace untold	I
Given kindly from thy hand 'twas sweet	I
As costly fare or princely treat	I
On royal plate of gold	I
	-
Sharp blew the sleet upon my face	D2
And rising wild the gusty wind	I
Drove on those thundering waves apace	D2
Our crew so late had left behind	I
But spite of frozen shower and storm	E2
So close to thee my heart beat warm	E2
And tranquil slept my mind	I
	-
So now nor foot sore nor opprest	I
With walking all this August day	I
I taste a heaven in this brief rest	I
This gipsy halt beside the way	I
England's wild flowers are fair to view	F2
Like balm is England's summer dew	F2
Like gold her sunset ray	I
	-
But the white violets growing here	G2
Are sweeter than I yet have seen	Z
And ne'er did dew so pure and clear	P
Distil on forest mosses green	Z
As now called forth by summer heat	I
Perfumes our cool and fresh retreat	I
These fragrant limes between	Z
	-
That sunset Look beneath the boughs	H2
Over the copse beyond the hills	I2
How soft yet deep and warm it glows	J2
And heaven with rich suffusion fills	I2
With hues where still the opal's tint	I
Its gleam of poisoned fire is blent	I
Where flame through azure thrills	I2
	-
Depart we now for fast will fade	I
That solemn splendour of decline	R
And deep must be the after shade	I
As stars alone to night will shine	R
No moon is destined pale to gaze	X
On such a day's vast Phoenix blaze	X
A day in fires decayed	I
	-
There hand in hand we tread again	B2
The mazes of this varying wood	I
And soon amid a cultured plain	A2
Girt in with fertile solitude	I
We shall our resting place descry	P
Marked by one roof tree towering high	Y
Above a farm stead rude	I
	-
Refreshed erelong with rustic fare	P
We'll seek a couch of dreamless ease	K2
Courage will guard thy heart from fear	P
And Love give mine divinest peace	L2
To morrow brings more dangerous toil	M2
And through its conflict and turmoil	M2
We'll pass as God shall please	K2

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