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Through female subtlety intense	A
Or the good luck of innocence	B
Or both my Wife with whom I plan	C
To pass calm evenings when I can	C
After the chattering girls and boys	D
Are gone or the less grateful noise	D
Is over of grown tongues that chime	E
Untruly once upon a time	E
Prevail'd with me to change my mind	F
Of reading out how Rosalind	G
In Arden jested and to go	H
Where people whom I ought to know	H
She said would meet that night And I	I
Who inly murmur'd I will try	I
Some dish more sharply spiced than this	J
Milk soup men call domestic bliss	J
Took as she laughing bade me take	K
Our eldest boy's brown wide awake	K
And straw box of cigars and went	L
Where like a careless parliament	M
Of gods olympic six or eight	N
Authors and else reputed great	N
Were met in council jocular	O
On many things pursuing far	P
Truth only for the chase's glow	H
Quick as they caught her letting go	H
Or when at fault the view halloo	H
Playing about the missing clue	H
And coarse jests came But gods are coarse	Q
Thought I yet not without remorse	Q
While memory of the gentle words	R
Wife Mother Sister flash'd like swords	S
And so after two hours of wit	T
That burnt a hole where'er it hit	T
I said I would not stay to sup	U
Because my Wife was sitting up	U
And walk'd home with a sense that I	I
Was no match for that company	V
Smelling of smoke which always kind	F
Amelia said she did not mind	F
I sipp'd her tea saw Baby scold	W
And finger at the muslin fold	W
Through which he push'd his nose at last	X
And choked and chuckled feeding fast	X
And he asleep and sent upstairs	Y
She rang the servants in to prayers	Y
And after heard what men of fame	Z
Had urged 'gainst this and that For shame	Z
She said but argument show'd not	A2
If I had answer'd thus I thought	B2
'Twould not have pass'd for very wise	C2
But I have not her voice and eyes	C2
Howe'er it be I'm glad of home	D2
Yea very glad at heart to come	E2
And lay a happy head to rest	F2
On her unreasonable breast	F2

Coventry Patmore

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