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trellis’d shed with clustering roses gay, And, ! oft beside our blazing fire, When years of wedded life were as a day Whose current answers to the heart’s desire, Did we together read in Spenser’s Lay How Una, sad of soul—in sad attire, The gentle Una, born of heavenly birth, To seek her Knight went wandering o’er the earth.

Ah, then, Beloved! pleasing was the smart, And the tear precious in compassion shed For Her, who, pierced by sorrow’s thrilling dart, Did meekly bear the pang unmerited; Meek as that emblem of her lowly heart The milk-white Lamb which in a line she led,— And faithful, loyal in her innocence, Like the brave Lion slain in her defence.