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The Arrival

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The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd
That lie upon her charmed heart.A
She sleeps: on either hand upswellsb
The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest:
She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells
A perfect form in perfect rest.

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THE ARRIVAL

All precious things, discover'd late,
To those that seek them issue forth;

For love in sequel works wiissue

fate,

And draws the veil from hidden worth.
He travels far from other skies

His mantle glitters on the rocks-
A fairy Prince, with joyful eyes, I
And lighter-footed than the fox.

The bodies and the bones of those
That strove in other days to pass,
Are wither'd in the thorny close,
Or scatter'd blanching in the grass.
the or
on the silent dead:

They perish'd in their daring deeds.'
This proverb flashes thro' his head,
The many fail: the one succeeds.'

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For all his life the charm did talk sms T
About his path, and hover near
With words of promise in his walki, baA
And whisper'd voices in his ear.

More close and close his footsteps wind:
The Magic Music in his heart bra
Beats quick and quicker, till he find baA
The quiet chamber far apartod y
His spirit flutters like a lark,

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He stoops to kiss her on his knee. 'Love, if thy tresses be so dark,and odT How dark those hidden eyes must be !'

The Arrival

THE REVIVAL

A touch, a kiss! the charm was snapt,
There rose a noise of striking clocks,
And feet that ran, and doors that clapt,
And barking dogs, and crowing cocks.
A fuller light illumined all,

A breeze thro' all the garden swept,
A sudden hubbub shook the hall,
And sixty feet the fountain leapt.

The hedge broke in, the banner blew,

The butler drank, the steward scrawl'd, The fire shot up, the martin flew, ul buA

The parrot scream'd, the peacock squall'd,

The Revival

The maid and page renew'd their strife,
The palace bang'd, and buzz'd and clackt,
And all the long-pent stream of lifer W

Dash'd downward in a cataract. baA

And last with these the king awoke, 10M
And in his chair himself uprear'd, T
And yawn'd, and rubb'd his face, and spoke,
By holy rood, a royal beard!pod
How say you we have slept, my lords.
My beard has grown into my lap.'H
The barons swore, with many words,od
"Twas but an after-dinner's nap.woll

'Pardy,' return'd the king, but still
My joints are something stiff or so.
My lord, and shall we pass the bill
I mention'd half an hour ago?'
The chancellor, sedate and vain,

In courteous words return'd reply:01 A
But dallied with his golden chain,rodT
And, smiling, put the question by. baA
Pooo gniworo bas egol gaided baA.

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Wad od doode duddud rabbor A adsel nieannot ons gesl vaxie baA THE DEPARTURE

And on her lover's arm she leant,bod adT And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went fedT billaIn that new world which is the old

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Across the hills, and far away
Beyond their utmost purple rim,

And deep into the dying day 02
The happy princess follow'd him.

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'I'd sleep another hundred years, O love, for such another kiss; Owake for ever,

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hears, O love, 'twas such a sentiri.b A And o'er them many a sliding star, And many a merry wind was borne, And, stream'd thro' many a golden bar, The twilight melted into morn. gumented into morna al

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"O eyes long laid in happy sleep l bn A
O happy sleep, that lightly fled!'
O happy kiss, that woke thy sleep!?
O love, thy kiss would wake the dead!'
And o'er them many a flowing range
Of vapour buoy'd the crescent-bark,
And, rapt thro' many a rosy change,
The twilight died into the dark.

A hundred summers! can it be de no
And whither goest thou, tell me where?'
'O seek my father's court with me, is
For there are greater wonders there.'
And o'er the hills, and far away as of
Beyond their utmost purple rim
Beyond the night, across the day, ove br
Thro' all the world she follow'd him.

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So, Lady Flora, take my lay,T
And if you find no moral there,

Go, look in any glass and say,
What moral is in being fair.
Oh, to what uses shall we put

being fair, egala b1i

The wildweed-flower that simply blows? any moral shut

is there a

And is

Within the bosom of the
the bosom of the rose ?

B'o DaA omed enw bulw ynsin e vasi bnA

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But
at any man that walks the mead,
In bud or blade, or bloom, may find,
According as his humours lead,
A meaning suited to his mind.
And liberal applications lies and 2979
In Art like Nature, dearest friend;
So 'twere to cramp its use, if I VUJE
Should hook it to some useful end.

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L'ENVOI

You shake your head. A random string
Your finer female sense offends. ba
Well-were it not a pleasant thing
To fall asleep with all one's friends;
pass with all our social ties 19'o bat.
To silence from the paths of men;
And every hundred years
to rise

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And learn the world, and sleep again;

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