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 WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR

575 Verse

)AST ruin'd Ilion Helen lives, Alcestis rises from the shades; Verse calls them forth; 'tis verse that gives Immortal youth to mortal maids.

Soon shall Oblivion's deepening veil Hide all the peopled hills you see,

The gay, the proud, while lovers hail These many summers you and me.

��576 Proud Word you never spoke

Four not exempt from pride some future day. Resting on one white hand a warm wet cheek, Over my open volume you will say, 'This man loved me* then rise and trip away.
 * ROUD word you never spoke, but you will speak

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��577 Mother, I cannot mind my Wheel

POTHER, I cannot mind my wheel;

My fingers ache, my lips are dry: O, if you felt the pain I feel! But O, who ever felt as I?

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��No longer could I doubt him true

All other men may use deceit; He always said my eyes were blue,

And often swore my lips were sweet.

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