Charles Stuart Calverley
Martley, Worchestershire
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Lines Suggested By The Fourteenth Of February - I

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Ere the morn the East has crimsoned,
When the stars are twinkling there,
(As they did in Watts's Hymns, and
Made him wonder what they were
When the forest-nymphs are beading
Fern and flower with silvery dew -
My infallible proceeding
Is to wake, and think of you.

When the hunter's ringing bugle

Sounds farewell to field and copse,
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