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Do you remember Leda	A
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There are those who love to whom Love brings	B
Great gladness such things have not I	C
Love looks and has no mercy brings	B
Long doom to others Such was I	C
Heart breaking hand upon the lute	D
Long last made musical by you	E
Sharp bird beak in the swelling fruit	D
Or raise the eyelids of these flowers	F
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I dare not watch that hidden pool	G
Nor see the wild bird's sudden wing	H
Lifting the wide brown shaken pool	G
But round me falls that secret wing	H
And in that sharp perverse sweet pain	I
That is half terror and half bliss	J
My withered hands are curled on pain	I
That were so wide once after bliss	J
And gold is springing in my hair	K
As my thought spring and flower with it	L
Though I sit hid in my grey hair	K
Without love or the pain of it	L
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Yet oh my Swan if love have wings	B
As the gods tell us you were love	M
Who took and broke me with those wings	B
I weak and being far gone in love	M
Let blushless things be breathed and done	N
Things flowered out now in bitter fruit	D
That once done are no more undone	N
Than last year's frost and last year's fruit	D
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For what has come of love and me	O
Who knew the first joy that loving is	P
Where has love led and beckoned me	O
But to the end where nothing is	P
I have seen my blood beat out again	Q
Red in the hands of all my line	R
My sin has swelled and flowered again	Q
Corrupt and fierce through Sparta's line	R
Bred through me bred through delicate hands	S
And wandering eyes and wanton lips	T
Sighing after strange flesh as sighed these lips	T
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Straying after new sin as strayed these hands	S
Mother of Helen She whose breasts	U
To new desires unshaped the world	V
Above Troy's summit towered these breasts	U
Helen who wantoned with the world	V
Helen is dead she had love enough	W
To mock at doom and laugh at shrine	R
And Clytemnestra quiet enough	W
To night beneath Apollo's shrine	R
And I am left the source the spring	H
Of all their madness They are dead	X
While I still sit here the old spring	H
That fouled them flows above the dead	X
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But I have paid I have borne enough	W
I am very old in love and woe	Y
For all souls these things are enough	W
Who have known love are the friends of woe	Y
There those who love and who escape	Z
There are those who love and do not die	C
I loved and there was no escape	Z
Long since I died and daily die	C
And death alone makes hate and love	M
Friends with each other and with sleep	A2
All's quiet here that once was love	M
This that is left belongs to sleep	A2

Muriel Stuart

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