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Gilbert had sailed to India's shore	A
And I was all alone	B
My lord came in at my open door	A
And said O fairest one	C
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He leant upon the slant bureau	D
And sighed I am sick for thee	E
My lord said I pray speak not so	D
Since wedded wife I be	E
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Leaning upon the slant bureau	D
Bitter his next words came	F
So much I know and likewise know	D
My love burns on the same	F
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But since you thrust my love away	G
And since it knows no cure	H
I must live out as best I may	G
The ache that I endure	H
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When Michaelmas browned the nether Coomb	G
And Wingreen Hill above	I
And made the hollyhocks rags of bloom	G
My lord grew ill of love	I
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My lord grew ill with love for me	G
Gilbert was far from port	J
And so it was that time did see	G
Me housed at Manor Court	J
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About the bowers of Manor Court	J
The primrose pushed its head	K
When on a day at last report	J
Arrived of him I had wed	K
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Gilbert my lord is homeward bound	L
His sloop is drawing near	M
What shall I do when I am found	L
Not in his house but here	N
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O I will heal the injuries	O
I've done to him and thee	G
I'll give him means to live at ease	O
Afar from Shastonb'ry	N
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When Gilbert came we both took thought	P
Since comfort and good cheer	N
Said he So readily are bought	Q
He's welcome to thee Dear	N
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So when my lord flung liberally	G
His gold in Gilbert's hands	R
I coaxed and got my brothers three	G
Made stewards of his lands	R
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And then I coaxed him to install	S
My other kith and kin	T
With aim to benefit them all	S
Before his love ran thin	T
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And next I craved to be possessed	U
Of plate and jewels rare	N
He groaned You give me Love no rest	U
Take all the law will spare	N
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And so in course of years my wealth	V
Became a goodly hoard	W
My steward brethren too by stealth	V
Had each a fortune stored	W
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Thereafter in the gloom he'd walk	X
And by and by began	Y
To say aloud in absent talk	X
I am a ruined man	Y
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I hardly could have thought he said	K
When first I looked on thee	G
That one so soft so rosy red	K
Could thus have beggared me	G
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Seeing his fair estates in pawn	Z
And him in such decline	A2
I knew that his domain had gone	Z
To lift up me and mine	A2
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Next month upon a Sunday morn	B2
A gunshot sounded nigh	C2
By his own hand my lordly born	B2
Had doomed himself to die	C2
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Live my dear lord and much of thine	A2
Shall be restored to thee	G
He smiled and said 'twixt word and sign	A2
Alas that cannot be	G
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And while I searched his cabinet	D2
For letters keys or will	E2
'Twas touching that his gaze was set	F2
With love upon me still	E2
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And when I burnt each document	G2
Before his dying eyes	H2
'Twas sweet that he did not resent	G2
My fear of compromise	H2
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The steeple cock gleamed golden when	I2
I watched his spirit go	D
And I became repentant then	I2
That I had wrecked him so	D
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Three weeks at least had come and gone	Z
With many a saddened word	J2
Before I wrote to Gilbert on	K2
The stroke that so had stirred	J2
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And having worn a mournful gown	L2
I joined in decent while	M2
My husband at a dashing town	L2
To live in dashing style	M2
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Yet though I now enjoy my fling	N2
And dine and dance and drive	O2
I'd give my prettiest emerald ring	N2
To see my lord alive	O2
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And when the meet on hunting days	P2
Is near his churchyard home	G
I leave my bantering beaux to place	Q2
A flower upon his tomb	G
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And sometimes say Perhaps too late	R2
The saints in Heaven deplore	N
That tender time when moved by Fate	R2
He darked my cottage door	N

Thomas Hardy

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