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A florin to the willing Guard	A
Secured for half the way	B
He lock'd us in ah lucky starr'd	A
A curtain'd front coup	C
The sparkling sun of August shone	D
The wind was in the West	E
Your gown and all that you had on	F
Was what became you best	E
And we were in that seldom mood	G
When soul with soul agrees	H
Mingling like flood with equal flood	I
In agitated ease	H
Far round each blade of harvest bare	J
Its little load of bread	K
Each furlong of that journey fair	J
With separate sweetness sped	K
The calm of use was coming o'er	L
The wonder of our wealth	M
And now maybe 'twas not much more	N
Than Eden's common health	M
We paced the sunny platform while	O
The train at Havant changed	P
What made the people kindly smile	O
Or stare with looks estranged	P
Too radiant for a wife you seem'd	Q
Serener than a bride	R
Me happiest born of men I deem'd	Q
And show'd perchance my pride	R
I loved that girl so gaunt and tall	S
Who whispered loud Sweet Thing	T
Scanning your figure slight yet all	S
Round as your own gold ring	T
At Salisbury you stray'd alone	D
Within the shafted glooms	H
Whilst I was by the Verger shown	D
The brasses and the tombs	H
At tea we talk'd of matters deep	U
Of joy that never dies	H
We laugh'd till love was mix'd with sleep	U
Within your great sweet eyes	H
The next day sweet with luck no less	H
And sense of sweetness past	V
The full tide of our happiness	H
Rose higher than the last	V
At Dawlish 'mid the pools of brine	W
You stept from rock to rock	X
One hand quick tightening upon mine	W
One holding up your frock	X
On starfish and on weeds alone	D
You seem'd intent to be	Y
Flash'd those great gleams of hope unknown	D
From you or from the sea	Y
Ne'er came before ah when again	Z
Shall come two days like these	H
Such quick delight within the brain	A2
Within the heart such peace	H
I thought indeed by magic chance	H
A third from Heaven to win	B2
But as at dusk we reach'd Penzance	H
A drizzling rain set in	B2

Coventry Patmore

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