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 "In true accord with prudent fashionings For such vicissitudes as living brings, And thwarting not the law of stable things, That will I do."

"Shape me," she said, "high walls with tracery And open ogive-work, that scent and hue Of buds, and travelling bees, may come in through, The note of birds, and singings of the sea, For these are much to me."

"An idle whim!" Broke forth from him Whom nought could warm to gallantries: “Cede all these buds and birds, the zephyr's call. And scents, and hues, and things that falter all, And choose as best the close and surly wall, For winter's freeze."