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Letter XII Victory	A
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Now have I reach'd the goal of my desire	B
For thou hast sworn as sweetly as a bell	C
Makes out its chime the oath I love to tell	C
The fealty oath of which I never tire	B
The lordly forest seems a giant's lyre	D
And sings and rings the thoughts that o'er it swell	C
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The air is fill'd with voices I have found	E
Comfort at last enthralment and a joy	F
Past all belief a peace without alloy	F
There is a splendour all about the ground	E
As if from Eden when the world was drown'd	E
Something had come which death could not destroy	F
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III	-
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It seems indeed as if to me were sent	G
A smile from Heaven as if to day the clods	H
Were lined with silk the trees divining rods	H
And roses gems for some high tournament	I
I should not be so proud or so content	G
If I could sup to night with all the gods	H
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IV	J
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A shrin d saint would change his place with me	A
If he but knew the worth of what I feel	K
He is enrobed indeed and for his weal	K
Hath much concern but how forlorn is he	A
How pale his pomp He cannot sue to thee	A
But I am sainted every time I kneel	K
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V	A
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I walk'd abroad to day ere yet the dark	L
Had left the hills and down the beaten road	M
I saunter'd forth a mile from mine abode	M
I heard afar the watchdog's sudden bark	L
And near at hand the tuning of a lark	L
Safe in its nest but weighted with an ode	M
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VI	J
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The moon was pacing up the sky serene	N
Pallid and pure as if she late had shown	O
Her outmost side and fear'd to make it known	O
And like a nun she gazed upon the scene	N
From bars of cloud that seemed to stand between	N
And pray'd and smiled and smiled and pray'd alone	O
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VII	J
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The stars had fled Not one remain'd behind	P
To warn or comfort or to make amends	H
For hope delay'd for ecstasy that ends	H
At dawn's approach The firmament was blind	P
Of all its eyes and wanton up the wind	P
There came the shuddering that the twilight sends	H
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VIII	J
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The hills exulted at the Morning's birth	Q
And clouds assembled quick as heralds run	R
Before a king to say the fight is won	R
The rich warm daylight fell upon the earth	Q
Like wine outpour'd in madness or in mirth	Q
To celebrate the rising of the sun	R
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IX	H
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And when the soaring lark had done its prayer	S
The holy thing self poised amid the blue	K
Of that great sky did seem a space or two	K
To pause and think and then did clip the air	S
And dropped to earth to claim his guerdon there	S
Thank God I cried My dearest dream is true	K
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X	H
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I was too happy then to leap and dance	H
But I could ponder I could gaze and gaze	H
From earth to sky and back to woodland ways	H
The bird had thrill'd my heart and cheer'd my glance	H
For he had found to day his nest romance	H
And lov'd a mate and crown'd her with his praise	H
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XI	H
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O Love my Love I would not for a throne	O
I would not for the thrones of all the kings	H
Who yet have liv'd or for a seraph's wings	H
Or for the nod of Jove when night hath flown	O
Consent to rule an empire all alone	O
No I must have the grace of our two rings	H
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XII	H
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I must possess thee from the crowning curl	K
Down to the feet and from the beaming eye	J
Down to the bosom where my treasures lie	J
From blush to blush and from the rows of pearl	K
That light thy smile I must possess thee girl	K
And be thy lord and master till I die	J
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XIII	H
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This and no less the keeper of thy fame	T
The proud controller of each silken tress	H
And each dear item of thy loveliness	H
And every oath and every dainty name	T
Known to a bride a picture in a frame	T
Of golden hair to turn to and caress	H
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XIV	J
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And though I know thee prone in vacant hours	H
To laugh and talk with those who circumvent	G
And make mad speeches though I know the bent	G
Of some such men and though in ladies' bowers	H
They brag of swords I know my proven powers	H
I know myself and thee and am content	G
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XV	J
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I know myself and why should I demur	B
The lily bowing to the breeze's play	K
Is not forgetful of the sun in May	K
She is his nymph and with a servitor	B
She doth but jest The sun looks down at her	B
And knows her true and loves her day by day	K
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XVI	J
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E'en so I thee O Lady of my Heart	U
O Lady white as lilies on the lea	H
And fair as foam upon the ocean free	H
Whereon the sun hath sent a shining dart	U
E'en so I love thee blameless as thou art	U
And with my soul's desire I compass thee	H
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XVII	J
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For thou art Woman in the sweetest sense	H
Of true endowment and a bride indeed	V
Fit for Apollo This is Woman's need	V
To be a beacon when the air is dense	H
A bower of peace a life long recompense	H
This is the sum of Woman's worldly creed	V
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XVIII	J
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And what is Man the while And what his will	K
And what the furtherance of his earthly hope	W
To turn to Faith to turn as to a rope	W
A drowning sailor all his blood to spill	K
For One he loves to keep her out of ill	K
This is the will of Man and this his scope	W
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XIX	H
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'Tis like the tranquil sea that knows anon	O
It can be wild and keep away from home	X
A thousand ships and lash itself to foam	X
And beat the shore and all that lies thereon	O
And catch the thunder ere the flash has gone	O
Forth from the cloud that spans it like a dome	X
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XX	H
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This is the will of Man and this is mine	O
But lo I love thee more than wealth or fame	T
More than myself and more than those who came	T
With Christ's commission from the goal divine	O
Soul of my soul and mine as I am thine	O
I cling to thee my Life as fire to flame	T