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SHE said no word, but looked on him,
And then he knew that she was won;
And all the world grew far and dim,
And they were two beneath the sun.
And "Oh my love" and "Oh my own"
And "Leave the little hand in mine:"
While from below the lake's long moan
Came upwards from the shore's low line
"Oh! love, through all a stormy life
That brought not rest nor any bliss,
While angry in the hard world's strife,
I looked for such an hour as this."
"Oh! love, through all a cold hushed youth,
I never dreamed such joy in store."
And so they plighted lovers' truth:
And the grey lake moaned on the shore.
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She stood upon the silent hill
And watched the creeping shadows grow:
And "Surely he must love me still:"
And "I would give the world to know."
And "It was here we said we loved:"
And "Love, through all I love thee more."
While slow the creeping shadows moved,
And the dim lake sighed on the shore.
And slow and singly over head
The white stars looked on her alone:
And "Oh! my love, they make me wed,
And not one word to claim thine own!"
And "Not one word, love, not one word!"
And "Oh my love if thou wert dead!"
While through the pines the night-winds stirred,
And the dark lake moaned in its bed.
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He watched the sunlights on the lake,
The shadow of a yellow cloud:
And "It was here my love I spake,
And it was here our love we vowed."
And "Women love the man that's near,
And more than love count wealth and show:"
While from the sky a lark sang clear,
And the blue lake plashed light below.
And "So soon dead! And yet I would
It had been sooner; for she seemed
So good - What then? he calls her good,
Her husband, dreams her what I dreamed."
And "Oh dead love!" And "Oh lost love!
Dead with a baby on thy breast!"
And the glad lark trilled on above,
And the lulled lake basked into rest.
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A Woman Sold
Bartimaeus
Judas
Pilate
The Walk To Emmaus
A Bride
A March Night
A Messenger
A Mother's Cry
A Wedding
Afterwards
Dead Amy
Deserted
Dreaming
Glad Waves
Going
How The Brook Sings
If
In The Storm
In The Sunshine
Looking Downstairs
Mary Lost
Never Again
Night Whispers
On The Lake
On The Shore
Our Lily
Passing Away
Perjured
Safe
Shadow
Sunlight
The Blush Rose
The Gift
The Heiress' Wooer
The Hidden Wound
The Lake
The Land Of Happy Dreams
The Old Year Out
The Red Star On The Hill
The River
The Setting Star
The Shadow Of A Cloud
To And Fro
To One Of Many
Too faithful
Two Maidens |
