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 | The Poetical Works of (Richard Monckton Milnes) Lord Houghton |  |
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All down the linden-alley's morning shade
Thy form with childly rapture I pursue;
No hazel-bowered brook can seek the glade
With steps more joyous and with course more true.
Thy form with childly rapture I pursue;
No hazel-bowered brook can seek the glade
With steps more joyous and with course more true.
But when all haste and hope I reach my goal,
And Thou at once thy full and earnest eyes
Turnest upon me, my encumbered soul
Bows down in shame and trembles with surprise.
And Thou at once thy full and earnest eyes
Turnest upon me, my encumbered soul
Bows down in shame and trembles with surprise.
I rise exalted on thy moving grace,
Peace and good-will in all thy voice I hear;
Yet if the sudden wonders of thy face
Fall on me, joy is weak and turns to fear.
Peace and good-will in all thy voice I hear;
Yet if the sudden wonders of thy face
Fall on me, joy is weak and turns to fear.
| The Poetical Works of (Richard Monckton Milnes) Lord Houghton | |