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Rh The chains of kind

The distant bind;

Deed thou doest she must do,

Above her will, be true;

And, in her strict resort

To winds and waterfalls

And autumn's sunlit festivals,

To music, and to music's thought,

Inextricably bound,

She shall find thee, and be found.

Follow not her flying feet;

Come to us herself to meet."'

THE INITIAL LOVE

, when her son was lost,

Cried him up and down the coast,

In hamlets, palaces and parks,

And told the truant by his marks,—

Golden curls, and quiver and bow.

This befell how long ago!

Time and tide are strangely changed,

Men and manners much deranged: