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I	A
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The spirit of Romance dies not to those	B
Who hold a kindred spirit in their souls	C
Even as the odorous life within the rose	B
Lives in the scattered leaflets and controls	C
Mysterious adoration so there glows	B
Above dead things a thing that cannot die	A
Faint as the glimmer of a tearful eye	A
Ere the orb fills and all the sorrow flows	B
Beauty renews itself in many ways	D
The flower is fading while the new bud blows	B
And this dear land as true a symbol shows	B
While o'er it like a mellow sunset strays	D
The legendary splendour of old days	D
In visible inviolate repose	B
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II	A
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About a mile behind the viny banks	E
How sweet it was upon a sloping green	F
Sunspread and shaded with a branching screen	F
To lie in peace half murmuring words of thanks	E
To see the mountains on each other climb	G
With spaces for rich meadows flowery bright	H
The winding river freshening the sight	H
At intervals the trees in leafy prime	G
The distant village roofs of blue and white	H
With intersections of quaint fashioned beams	I
All slanting crosswise and the feudal gleams	I
Of ruined turrets barren in the light	H
To watch the changing clouds like clime in clime	G
Oh sweet to lie and bless the luxury of time	G
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III	A
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Fresh blows the early breeze our sail is full	J
A merry morning and a mighty tide	K
Cheerily O and past St Goar we glide	K
Half hid in misty dawn and mountain cool	L
The river is our own and now the sun	M
In saffron clothes the warming atmosphere	N
The sky lifts up her white veil like a nun	M
And looks upon the landscape blue and clear	N
The lark is up the hills the vines in sight	H
The river broadens with his waking bliss	O
And throws up islands to behold the light	H
Voices begin to rise all hues to kiss	O
Was ever such a happy morn as this	O
Birds sing we shout flowers breathe trees shine with one delight	H
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IV	-
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Between the two white breasts of her we love	-
A dewy blushing rose will sometimes spring	P
Thus Nonnenwerth like an enchanted thing	P
Rises mid stream the crystal depths above	-
On either side the waters heave and swell	Q
But all is calm within the little Isle	R
Content it is to give its holy smile	R
And bless with peace the lives that in it dwell	Q
Most dear on the dark grass beneath its bower	S
Of kindred trees embracing branch and bough	T
To dream of fairy foot and sudden flower	S
Or haply with a twilight on the brow	T
To muse upon the legendary hour	S
And Roland's lonely love and Hildegard's sad vow	T
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V	-
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Hark how the bitter winter breezes blow	U
Round the sharp rocks and o'er the half lifted wave	-
While all the rocky woodland branches rave	-
Shrill with the piercing cold and every cave	-
Along the icy water margin low	U
Rings bubbling with the whirling overflow	U
And sharp the echoes answer distant cries	V
Of dawning daylight and the dim sunrise	V
And the gloom coloured clouds that stain the skies	V
With pictures of a warmth and frozen glow	U
Spread over endless fields of sheeted snow	U
And white untrodden mountains shining cold	W
And muffled footpaths winding thro' the wold	W
O'er which those wintry gusts cease not to howl and blow	U
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VI	-
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Rare is the loveliness of slow decay	X
With youth and beauty all must be desired	Y
But 'tis the charm of things long past away	X
They leave alone the light they have inspired	Y
The calmness of a picture Memory now	T
Is the sole life among the ruins grey	X
And like a phantom in fantastic play	X
She wanders with rank weeds stuck on her brow	T
Over grass hidden caves and turret tops	Z
Herself almost as tottering as they	X
While to the steps of Time her latest props	Z
Fall stone by stone and in the Sun's hot ray	X
All that remains stands up in rugged pride	K
And bridal vines drink in his juices on each side	K

George Meredith

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