I
There is a house with ivied walls,
And mullioned windows worn and old,
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Somewhere afield here something lies
In Earth's oblivious eyeless trust
That moved a poet to prophecies -
A pinch of unseen, unguarded dust
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Knight, a true sister-love
This heart retains;
Ask me no other love,
That way lie pains!
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I MARKED her ruined hues,
Her custom-straitened views,
And asked, "Can there indwell
My Amabel?"
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There was a time in former years--
While my roof-tree was his--
When I should have been distressed by fears
At such a night as this!
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'What do you see in that time-touched stone,
When nothing is there
But ashen blankness, although you give it
A rigid stare?
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In the third-class seat sat the journeying boy,
And the roof-lamp's oily flame
Played down on his listless form and face,
Bewrapt past knowing to what he was going,
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I
There dwells a mighty pair -
Slow, statuesque, intense -
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Come again to the place
Where your presence was as a leaf that skims
Down a drouthy way whose ascent bedims
The bloom on the farer's face.
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For A. W. B.
SHE sought the Studios, beckoning to her side
An arch-designer, for she planned to build.
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