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i	A
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Oh smile on me thou syren of my soul	B
That I may curb my thoughts to some control	B
And not offend thee as in truth I do	C
Morning and noon and night when I pursue	C
My vagrant fancies unallow'd of thee	D
But fraught with such consolement unto me	D
As may be felt in homeward sailing ships	E
When wind and wave contend upon the sea	D
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ii	A
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Dower me with patience and imbue me still	F
With some reminder when the night is chill	F
Of thy dear presence as in winter time	G
The maiden moon that tenderly doth climb	G
The lofty heavens hath yet a beam to spare	H
For doleful wretches in their dungeon lair	H
E'en thus endow me in my chamber dim	I
With some reminder of thy face so fair	H
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Quit thou thy body while thou sleepest well	J
And visit mine at midnight by the spell	J
That knows not shame For in the House of Sleep	K
All things are pure and in the silence deep	K
I'll wait for thee and thou contrition wise	L
Wilt seek my couch and this that on it lies	L
This frame of mine that lives for thee alone	M
As palmers live for peace that never dies	L
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iv	N
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It were a goodly thing to spare a foe	N
And kill his hate And I would e'en do so	N
For I would kill the coyness of thy face	O
I would enfold thee in my spurn'd embrace	O
And kiss the kiss that gladdens as with wine	P
Yea I would wrestle with those arms of thine	P
And like a victor I would vanquish thee	D
And tyrant like I'd teach thee to be mine	P
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v	D
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For what is peace that we should cling thereto	C
If war be wisest If the death we woo	C
Be fraught with fervor there's delight in death	Q
There is persuasion in the tempest's breath	Q
Not known in calm and raptures round us flow	N
When like an arrow through the bended bow	R
Of two fond lips the quivering dart of love	N
Brings down the kiss which saints shall not bestow	N
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vi	N
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The soldier dies for country and for kin	S
He dies for fame that is so sweet to win	S
And part for duty part for battle doom	T
He wends his way to where the myrtles bloom	T
He gains a grave perchance a recompense	U
Beyond his seeking and a restful sense	U
Of soul completion far from any strife	N
And far from memory of his land's defence	U
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vii	N
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Be this my meed to die for love of thee	D
As when the sun goes down upon the sea	D
And finds no mate in all the realms of earth	V
I too have look'd on Nature in its worth	V
And found no resting place in all the spheres	W
And no relief beyond my sonnet tears	X
The soul fed shudderings of my lonely harp	Y
That knows the gamut now of all my fears	W
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viii	N
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I wear thy colours till the day I die	N
A glove a ribbon and a rose thereby	N
All join'd in one I revel in these things	Z
For once an angel unarray'd in wings	Z
Came to my side and beam'd on me and said	C
I love thee friend and then with lifted head	C
Gave me a rose on which the dew had fallen	A2
And like the flower she blush'd a virgin red	C
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ix	Z
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I found the glove down yonder in the dale	B2
I knew 'twas thine its color creamy pale	B2
Fill'd me with joy A prize I cried aloud	C
And snatch'd it up as zealous then and proud	C
As one who wins a knighthood in his youth	C2
And I was moved thereat in very sooth	C2
And kiss'd it oft and call'd on kindly Heaven	A2
To be the sponsor of mine amorous truth	C2
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x	Z
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I Earn'd the ribbon as we earn a smile	D2
For service done I help'd thee at the stile	D2
And so 'twas mine my trophy as of right	C
Oh never yet was ribbon half so bright	C
It seem'd of sky descent a strip of morn	E2
Thrown on the sod a something summer worn	E2
To be my guerdon and enriched therewith	C2
I follow'd thee thy suitor through the corn	E2
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xi	Z
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I trod on air I seem'd to hear the sound	C
Of fifes and trumpets and the quick rebound	C
Of bells unseen the storming of a tower	F2
By imps audacious and the sovereign power	F2
Of some arch fairy thine acquaintance sure	G2
In days gone by for all the land was pure	G2
As if new blest the land and all the sea	Z
And all the welkin where the stars endure	G2
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xii	Z
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We journey'd on through fields that were a glow	N
With cowslip buds and daisies white as snow	N
And hand in hand we stood beside a shrine	P
At which a bard whom lovers deem divine	P
Laid down his life and as we gazed at this	Z
There seem'd to issue from the wood's abyss	Z
A sound of trills as if in its wild way	H2
A nightingale were pondering on a kiss	Z
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xiii	Z
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A lane was reached that led I know not where	H
Unless to Heaven for Heaven was surely there	H
And thou so near it And within a nook	I2
A down whose covertness a noisy brook	I2
Did talk of peace I learnt of thee my fate	C
The word of pity that was kin to hate	C
The voice of reason that was reason's foe	N
Because it spurn'd the love that was so great	C
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xiv	N
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But I must pause I must from day to day	H2
Keep back my tears and seek a surer way	H2
Than Memory's track I must with lifted eyes	Z
Re shape my life and heed the battle cries	Z
Of prompt ambition and be braced at call	J2
To do such deeds as haply may befall	J2
If freed of thee and charter'd to myself	N
I may undo the bonds that now enthrall	J2
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xv	N
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Shall I do this I shall and thou shalt see	Z
Signs of rebellion I will turn to thee	Z
And claim obedience I will make it plain	K2
How many a link may go to form a chain	K2
And each a circlet each a ring to wear	H
I will extract the sting from my despair	H
And toy therewith as with a charm d snake	L2
That Lamia like uprears itself in air	H
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xvi	N
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Or is my boast a vain an empty one	A2
And shall I rue it ere the day is done	A2
Will hope revive betimes Or must I stand	C
For evermore outside the fairyland	C
Of thy good will Alas my place is here	M2
To muse and moan and sigh and shed my tear	H
My paltry tear for one who loves me not	C
And would not mourn for me on my death bier	M2
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xvii	N
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Oh get thee hence thou harbinger of light	C
That like a dream dost come to me at night	C
To haunt my sleep and rob me of content	C
So true untrue so deaf to my lament	C
I must forego the pride I felt therein	S
Aye get thee hence And I will crush the sin	S
If sin it be that prompts me night and day	H2
To seek in thee the bliss I cannot win	S
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xviii	N
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Or if thou needs must haunt me after dark	N2
Come when I wake The oriole and the lark	N2
Are friends of thine and oft I know the thrush	O2
Has trill'd of thee at morn and even blush	O2
And flowers have made confessions unto me	Z
At which I marvel for they rail at thee	Z
And call thee heartless in thy seemlihood	H2
Though queen elect of all the flowers that be	Z
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xix	Z
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Nay heed me not I rave I am possess'd	H2
By utmost longing I am sore oppress'd	H2
By thoughts of woe and in my heart I feel	J2
A something keener than the touch of steel	J2
As if to day a danger unforeseen	P2
Had track'd thy path as if my prayers had been	S
Misjudged in Heaven or drown'd in demon shouts	Z
Beyond the boundaries of the coasts terrene	S
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xx	Z
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But this is clear this much at least is true	C
I am thine own I doat upon the blue	C
Of thy kind eyes well knowing that in these	Z
Are proofs of God and down upon my knees	Z
I fall subservient as a man in shame	Q2
May own a fault albeit as with a flame	Q2
I burn all day abash'd and unforgiven	S
And all unfit to touch the hand I claim	Q2