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Preludes	A
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I The Married Lover	B
Why having won her do I woo	C
Because her spirit's vestal grace	D
Provokes me always to pursue	C
But spirit like eludes embrace	D
Because her womanhood is such	E
That as on court days subjects kiss	F
The Queen's hand yet so near a touch	E
Affirms no mean familiarness	F
Nay rather marks more fair the height	G
Which can with safety so neglect	H
To dread as lower ladies might	G
That grace could meet with disrespect	H
Thus she with happy favour feeds	F
Allegiance from a love so high	I
That thence no false conceit proceeds	F
Of difference bridged or state put by	I
Because although in act and word	J
As lowly as a wife can be	K
Her manners when they call me lord	L
Remind me 'tis by courtesy	K
Not with her least consent of will	M
Which would my proud affection hurt	N
But by the noble style that still	M
Imputes an unattain'd desert	N
Because her gay and lofty brows	F
When all is won which hope can ask	O
Reflect a light of hopeless snows	F
That bright in virgin ether bask	O
Because though free of the outer court	P
I am this Temple keeps its shrine	Q
Sacred to Heaven because in short	P
She's not and never can be mine	Q
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II The Amaranth	R
Feasts satiate stars distress with height	G
Friendship means well but misses reach	S
And wearies in its best delight	G
Vex'd with the vanities of speech	S
Too long regarded roses even	T
Afflict the mind with fond unrest	U
And to converse direct with Heaven	V
Is oft a labour in the breast	U
Whate'er the up looking soul admires	F
Whate'er the senses' banquet be	K
Fatigues at last with vain desires	F
Or sickens by satiety	U
But truly my delight was more	W
In her to whom I'm bound for aye	I
Yesterday than the day before	W
And more to day than yesterday	U
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Husband And Wife	X
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I	I
I while the shop girl fitted on	Y
The sand shoes look'd where down the bay	U
The sea glow'd with a shrouded sun	V
I'm ready Felix will you pay	U
That was my first expense for this	F
Sweet Stranger now my three days' Wife	X
How light the touches are that kiss	F
The music from the chords of life	X
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II	I
Her feet by half a mile of sea	K
In spotless sand left shapely prints	F
With agates then she loaded me	K
The lapidary call'd them flints	F
Then at her wish I hail'd a boat	U
To take her to the ships of war	W
At anchor each a lazy mote	U
Black in the brilliance miles from shore	W
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III	I
The morning breeze the canvas fill'd	U
Lifting us o'er the bright ridged gulf	Z
And every lurch my darling thrill'd	U
With light fear smiling at itself	A2
And dashing past the Arrogant	U
Asleep upon the restless wave	B2
After its cruise in the Levant	U
We reach'd the Wolf and signal gave	B2
For help to board with caution meet	U
My bride was placed within the chair	C2
The red flag wrapp'd about her feet	U
And so swung laughing through the air	C2
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IV	B2
Look Love she said there's Frederick Graham	D2
My cousin whom you met you know	E2
And seeing us the brave man came	F2
And made his frank and courteous bow	G2
And gave my hand a sailor's shake	H2
And said You ask'd me to the Hurst	U
I never thought my luck would make	H2
Your wife and you my guests the first	U
And Honor cruel Nor did we	K
Have you not lately changed your ship	I2
Yes I'm Commander now said he	K
With a slight quiver of the lip	I2
We saw the vessel shown with pride	U
Took luncheon I must eat his salt	U
Parting he said I fear my bride	U
Found him unselfish to a fault	U
His wish he saw had come to pass	F
And so indeed her face express'd	U
That that should be whatever 'twas	F
Which made his Cousin happiest	U
We left him looking from above	B2
Rich bankrupt for he could afford	U
To say most proudly that his love	B2
Was virtue and its own reward	U
But others loved as well as he	K
Thought I half anger'd and if fate	U
Unfair had only fashion'd me	K
As hapless I had been as great	U
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V	K
As souls ambitious but low born	J2
If raised past hope by luck or wit	U
All pride of place will proudly scorn	J2
And live as they'd been used to it	U
So we two wore our strange estate	U
Familiar unaffected free	K
We talk'd until the dusk grew late	U
Of this and that but after tea	K
As doubtful if a lot so sweet	U
As ours was ours in very sooth	R
Like children to promote conceit	U
We feign'd that it was not the truth	R
And she assumed the maiden coy	K2
And I adored remorseless charms	F
And then we clapp'd our hands for joy	K2
And ran into each other's arms	F

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