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committer: nfenwick <nfenwick@pglaf.org> 2025-03-15 10:21:31 -0700
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@@ -92,7 +92,7 @@ Cheat and be cheated, and die: who knows? we are ashes and dust.
 Peace sitting under her olive, and slurring the days gone by,
 When the poor are hovell'd and hustled together, each sex, like swine,
 When only the ledger lives, and when only not all men lie;
-Peace in her vineyard--yes!-but a company forges the wine.
+Peace in her vineyard--yes!--but a company forges the wine.
 
 10.
 And the vitriol madness flushes up in the ruffian's head,
@@ -2688,9 +2688,4 @@ Honour the Light Brigade,
 BRADBURY AND EVANS, PRINTERS, WHITEFRIARS.
 
 
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 *** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 56913 ***
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 <div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 56913 ***</div>
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     <h1>
       MAUD, AND OTHER POEMS.
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       1859.
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       <b>CONTENTS</b>
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       <a href="#link2H_4_0008"> THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE </a>
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     <h2>
       MAUD
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      I.
 
      1.
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      Peace sitting under her olive, and slurring the days gone by,
      When the poor are hovell'd and hustled together, each sex, like swine,
      When only the ledger lives, and when only not all men lie;
-     Peace in her vineyard&mdash;yes!?-but a company forges the wine.
+     Peace in her vineyard&mdash;yes!&mdash;but a company forges the wine.
 
      10.
      And the vitriol madness flushes up in the ruffian's head,
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      Thanks, for the fiend best knows whether woman or man be the worse.
      I will bury myself in my books, and the Devil may pipe to his own.
 </pre>
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      II.
 
      Long have I sigh'd for a calm: God grant I may find it at last!
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      Or the least little delicate aquiline curve in a sensitive nose,
      From which I escaped heart-free, with the least little touch of spleen.
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      III.
 
      Cold and clear-cut face, why come you so cruelly meek,
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      Walk'd in a wintry wind by a ghastly glimmer, and found
      The shining daffodil dead, and Orion low in his grave.
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      IV.
 
      1.
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      Your father is ever in London, you wander about at your will;
      You have but fed on the roses, and lain in the lilies of life.
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      V.
 
      1.
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      Not her, who is neither courtly nor kind,
      Not her, not her, but a voice.
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      VI.
 
      1.
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      Then the world were not so bitter
      But a smile could make it sweet.
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      VII.
 
      1.
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      'Well, if it prove a girl, my boy
        Will have plenty: so let it be.'
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      VIII.
 
      She came to the village church,
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      And thought, is it pride, and mused and sigh'd
      'No surely, now it cannot be pride.'
 </pre>
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      IX.
 
      I was walking a mile,
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      And back returns the dark
      With no more hope of light.
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      X.
 
      1.
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      And ah for a man to arise in me,
      That the man I am may cease to be!
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      XI.
 
      1.
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      To a life that has been so sad,
      I shall have had my day.
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      XII.
 
      1.
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      Go back, my lord, across the moor,
        You are not her darling.
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      XIII.
 
      1.
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      Peace, angry spirit, and let him be!
      Has not his sister smiled on me?
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      XIV.
 
      1.
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      Knew that the death-white curtain meant but sleep,
      Yet I shudder'd and thought like a fool of the sleep of death.
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      XV.
 
      So dark a mind within me dwells,
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      If I be dear,
      If I be dear to some one else.
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      XVI.
 
      1.
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      For I must tell her before we part,
      I must tell her, or die.
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      XVII.
 
      Go not, happy day,
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      Roses are her cheeks.
        And a rose her mouth.
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      XVIII.
 
      1.
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      That seems to draw&mdash;but it shall not be so:
      Let all be well, be well.
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      XIX.
 
      1.
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      But that her brother comes, like a blight
      On my fresh hope, to the Hall to-night.
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      XX.
 
      1.
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      All homage to his own darling,
      Queen Maud in all her splendour.
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      XXI.
 
      Rivulet crossing my ground,
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      Saying in odour and colour, 'Ah, be
      Among the roses to-night.'
 </pre>
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      XXII.
 
      1.
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      Would start and tremble under her feet,
        And blossom in purple and red.
 </pre>
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      MAUD
      PART II.
 
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      That sting each other here in the dust;
      We are not worthy to live.
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      II.
 
      1.
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      Powers of the height. Powers of the deep,
      And comfort her tho' I die.
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      III.
 
      Courage, poor heart of stone!
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      She is but dead, and the time is at hand
      When thou shalt more than die.
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      IV.
 
      1.
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      There to weep, and weep, and weep
      My whole soul out to thee.
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      V.
 
      1.
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      To bury me, bury me
      Deeper, ever so little deeper.
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      VI.
 
      1.
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      I embrace the purpose of God, and the doom assign'd.
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     <h2>
       THE BROOK; AN IDYL.
     </h2>
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      'Here, by this brook, we parted; I to the East
      And he for Italy&mdash;too late&mdash;too late:
      One whom the strong sons of the world despise;
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      But she&mdash;you will be welcome&mdash;O, come in!'
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     <h2>
       THE LETTERS.
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      1.
      Still on the tower stood the vane,
         A black yew gloom'd the stagnant air,
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         There comes a sound of marriage bells.'
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     <h2>
       ODE ON THE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON.
     </h2>
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      1.
      Bury the Great Duke
         With an empire's lamentation,
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      1862.
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     <h2>
       THE DAISY, WRITTEN AT EDINBURGH.
     </h2>
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      O LOVE, what hours were thine and mine,
      In lands of palm and southern pine;
         In lands of palm, of orange-blossom,
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      My fancy fled to the South again.
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       TO THE REV. F. D. MAURICE.
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      Come, when no graver cares employ,
      God-father, come and see your boy:
         Your presence will be sun in winter,
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      January, 1854.
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       WILL.
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      O well for him whose will is strong!
      He suffers, but he will not suffer long;
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      The city sparkles like a grain of salt.
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       THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE
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      Half a league, half a league,
        Half a league onward,
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      Honour the Light Brigade,
        Noble six hundred!
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author	nfenwick <nfenwick@pglaf.org>	2025-03-15 10:21:31 -0700
committer	nfenwick <nfenwick@pglaf.org>	2025-03-15 10:21:31 -0700
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