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WILD-ROSE HEDGES
Down the lane the lady comes,
Between the wild-rose fences;
In the field Sir Ronald hums
A song of love's pretences.
Between the wild-rose fences;
In the field Sir Ronald hums
A song of love's pretences.
In the lane the lady stays,
Hearkening to the singing;
In the field the knight delays
To pluck the blossom springing.
Hearkening to the singing;
In the field the knight delays
To pluck the blossom springing.
Fast the leafy pulses beat
For the blinded mortals
Passing with unheeding feet
Love's wide-open portals.
For the blinded mortals
Passing with unheeding feet
Love's wide-open portals.
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Living hedges thus divide
Lovers made for mating;
Thorn and blossom still must hide
Hearts each other waiting.
Lovers made for mating;
Thorn and blossom still must hide
Hearts each other waiting.
Knight and lady did not meet,
Forth together faring;
Hers a song of bitter-sweet,
His a flower for wearing.
Forth together faring;
Hers a song of bitter-sweet,
His a flower for wearing.
A.
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