I.
PEACE to the odalisque, the facile slave,
Whose unrespective love rewards the brave,
Or cherishes the coward; she who yields
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Athena! I, whom love did once embolden
To worship in that temple wh ...
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SORROW, since I perforce must dwell with thee,
Being as thou art, no transient guest, but bold
As cunning to invade my heart, and hold
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BREAK, break, O heart! upon this stony shore
Of Time, for not the most tormented sea
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Unfathomed depths of pure humanity
Speak in that face, and those enfolding hands
Laid lightly on the clinging child who stands
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A maiden of a race that heralds glory in, loved one
Whose single arm had wrought more deeds than on their blazon shone;
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The brooding birds are singing, love,
And waking up the morn,
And me they wake from troubled sleep
To weep and pray,—to pray and weep.
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There went a widow woman from the outskirts of the city,
Whose lonely sorrow might have moved the stones she trod to pity.
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Two shapes passed over the sobbing sea
To land at Dunolly Bay;
One passed at sunrise, one at noon
Of the new-created day.
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