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A D	A
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AGL E a widow	B
MURIEL her unmarried sister	C
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It happened once in that brave land that lies	D
For half the twelvemonth wrapt in sombre skies	D
Two sisters loved one man He being dead	E
Grief loosed the lips of her he had not wed	E
And all the passion that through heavy years	F
Had masked in smiles unmasked itself in tears	G
No purer love may mortals know than this	H
The hidden love that guards another's bliss	H
High in a turret's westward facing room	I
Whose painted window held the sunset's bloom	I
The two together grieving each to each	J
Unveiled her soul with sobs and broken speech	J
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Both were young in life's rich summer yet	K
And one was dark with tints of violet	L
In hair and eyes and one was blond as she	A
Who rose a second daybreak from the sea	A
Gold tressed and azure eyed In that lone place	M
Like dusk and dawn they sat there face to face	M
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She spoke the first whose strangely silvering hair	N
No wreath had worn nor widow's weed might wear	N
And told her blameless love and knew no shame	O
Her holy love that like a vestal flame	O
Beside the body of some queen	P
Within a guarded crypt had burned unseen	P
From weary year to year And she who heard	Q
Smiled proudly through her tears and said no word	Q
But drawing closer on the troubled brow	R
Laid one long kiss and that was words enow	P
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MURIEL	S
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Be still my heart Grown patient with thine ache	T
Thou shouldst be dumb yet needs must speak or break	T
The world is empty now that he is gone	P
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AGL E	A
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Ay sweetheart	U
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MURIEL	S
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None was like him no not one	P
From other men he stood apart alone	P
In honor spotless as unfallen snow	P
Nothing all evil was it his to know	P
His charity still found some germ some spark	V
Of light in natures that seemed wholly dark	V
He read men's souls the lowly and the high	W
Moved on the self same level in his eye	W
Gracious to all to none subservient	X
Without offence he spake the word he meant	Y
His word no trick of tact or courtly art	U
But the white flowering of the noble heart	U
Careless he was of much the world counts gain	P
Careless of self too simple to be vain	P
Yet strung so finely that for conscience sake	T
He would have gone like Cranmer to the stake	T
I saw how could I help but love And you	Z
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AGL E	A
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At this perfection did I worship too	Z
'T was this that stabbed me Heed not what I say	A2
I meant it not my wits are gone astray	A2
With all that is and has been No I lie	W
Had he been less perfection happier I	W
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MURIEL	S
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Strange words and wild 'T is the distracted mind	B2
Breathes them not you and I no meaning find	B2
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AGL E	A
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Yet 't were as plain as writing on a scroll	C2
had you but eyes to read within my soul	C2
How a grief hidden feeds on its own mood	D2
Poison's the healthful currents of the blood	E2
With bitterness and turns the heart to stone	P
I think in truth 't were better to make moan	P
And so be done with it This many a year	F2
Sweetheart have I laughed lightly and made cheer	F2
Pierced through with sorrow	P
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Then the widowed one	P
With sorrowfullest eyes beneath the sun	P
Faltered irresolute and bending low	P
Her head half whispered	Q
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Dear how could you know	P
What masks are faces yours unread by me	A
These seven long summers mine so placidly	A
Shielding my woe No tremble of the lip	G2
No cheek's quick pallor let our secret slip	G2
Mere players we and she that played the queen	P
Now in her homespun looks how poor and mean	P
How shall I say it how find words to tell	H2
What thing it was for me made earth a hell	H2
That else had been my heaven 'T would blanch your cheek	I2
Were I to speak it Nay but I will speak	I2
Since like two souls at compt we seem to stand	J2
Where nothing may be hidden Hold my hand	J2
But look not at me Noble 't was and meet	K2
To hide your heart nor fling it at his feet	K2
To lie despised there Thus saved you our pride	L2
And that white honor for which earls have died	L2
You were not all unhappy loving so	P
I with a difference wore my weight of woe	P
My lord was he It was my cruel lot	M2
My hell to love him for he loved me not	M2
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Then came a silence Suddenly like death	N2
The truth flashed on them and each held her breath	N2
A flash of light whereby they both were slain	P
She that was loved and she that loved in vain	P

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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