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I	A
Would it were I had been false not you	B
I that am nothing not you that are all	C
I never the worse for a touch or two	B
On my speckled hide not you the pride	D
Of the day my swan that a first fleck's fall	C
On her wonder of white must unswan undo	B
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II	A
I had dipped in life's struggle and out again	E
Bore specks of it here there easy to see	F
When I found my swan and the cure was plain	G
The dull turned bright as I caught your white	H
On my bosom you saved me saved in vain	G
If you ruined yourself and all through me	F
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III	A
Yes all through the speckled beast that I am	I
Who taught you to stoop you gave me yourself	J
And bound your soul by the vows that damn	I
Since on better thought you break as you ought	K
Vows words no angel set down some elf	J
Mistook for an oath an epigram	I
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IV	J
Yes might I judge you here were my heart	L
And a hundred its like to treat as you pleased	M
I choose to be yours for my proper part	L
Yours leave or take or mar me or make	N
If I acquiesce why should you be teased	M
With the conscience prick and the memory smart	L
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V	J
But what will God say Oh my sweet	O
Think and be sorry you did this thing	P
Though earth were unworthy to feel your feet	O
There's a heaven above may deserve your love	J
Should you forfeit heaven for a snapt gold ring	P
And a promise broke were it just or meet	O
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VI	J
And I to have tempted you I who tired	Q
Your soul no doubt till it sank Unwise	R
I loved and was lowly loved and aspired	S
Loved grieving or glad till I made you mad	T
And you meant to have hated and despised	U
Whereas you deceived me nor inquired	Q
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VII	J
She ruined How No heaven for her	V
Crowns to give and none for the brow	W
That looked like marble and smelt like myrrh	V
Shall the robe be worn and the palm branch borne	X
And she go graceless she graced now	W
Beyond all saints as themselves aver	V
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VIII	J
Hardly That must be understood	Y
The earth is your place of penance then	E
And what will it prove I desire your good	Y
But plot as I may I can find no way	Z
How a blow should fall such as falls on men	E
Nor prove too much for your womanhood	Y
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IX	R
It will come I suspect at the end of life	J
When you walk alone and review the past	A2
And I who so long shall have done with strife	J
And journeyed my stage and earned my wage	B2
And retired as was right I am called at last	A2
When the devil stabs you to lend the knife	J
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X	R
He stabs for the minute of trivial wrong	C2
Nor the other hours are able to save	J
The happy that lasted my whole life long	C2
For a promise broke not for first words spoke	D2
The true the only that turn my grave	J
To a blaze of joy and a crash of song	C2
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XI	R
Witness beforehand Off I trip	E2
On a safe path gay through the flowers you flung	F2
My very name made great by your lip	E2
And my heart a glow with the good I know	G2
Of a perfect year when we both were young	F2
And I tasted the angels' fellowship	E2
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XII	R
And witness moreover Ah but wait	H2
I spy the loop whence an arrow shoots	R
It may be for yourself when you meditate	H2
That you grieve for slain ruth murdered truth	I2
Though falsehood escape in the end what boots	R
How truth would have triumphed you sigh too late	H2
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XIII	R
Ay who would have triumphed like you I say	R
Well it is lost now well you must bear	J2
Abide and grow fit for a better day	R
You should hardly grudge could I be your judge	K2
But hush For you can be no despair	J2
There's amends 't is a secret hope and pray	R
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XIV	J
For I was true at least oh true enough	J
And Dear truth is not as good as it seems	R
Commend me to conscience Idle stuff	J
Much help is in mine as I mope and pine	L2
And skulk through day and scowl in my dreams	R
At my swan's obtaining the crow's rebuff	J
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XV	J
Men tell me of truth now False I cry	J
Of beauty A mask friend Look beneath	M2
We take our own method the devil and I	J
With pleasant and fair and wise and rare	J2
And the best we wish to what lives is death	N2
Which even in wishing perhaps we lie	J
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XVI	J
Far better commit a fault and have done	O2
As you Dear for ever and choose the pure	P2
And look where the healing waters run	O2
And strive and strain to be good again	E
And a place in the other world ensure	P2
All glass and gold with God for its sun	O2
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XVII	J
Misery What shall I say or do	B
I cannot advise or at least persuade	Q2
Most like you are glad you deceived me rue	B
No whit of the wrong you endured too long	C2
Have done no evil and want no aid	Q2
Will live the old life out and chance the new	B
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XVIII	J
And your sentence is written all the same	R2
And I can do nothing pray perhaps	R
But somehow the world pursues its game	R2
If I pray if I curse for better or worse	R
And my faith is torn to a thousand scraps	R
And my heart feels ice while my words breathe flame	R2
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XIX	R
Dear I look from my hiding place	R
Are you still so fair Have you still the eyes	R
Be happy Add but the other grace	R
Be good Why want what the angels vaunt	Q2
I knew you once but in Paradise	R
If we meet I will pass nor turn my face	R

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