To Elizabeth Barrett Browning and other verses By Walter Savage Landor |
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TO THE COUNTESS DE MOLANDE ON HER GOING TO PARIS |
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TO THE COUNTESS DE MOLANDE ON HER GOING TO PARIS
Again to Paris? Few remain
Who bow'd beneath your gentle reign.
The loyal, and the royal too,
Who turn'd and fix'd their eyes on you,
For ever from their seats are gone,
And Honour leaves a vacant throne.
Who bow'd beneath your gentle reign.
The loyal, and the royal too,
Who turn'd and fix'd their eyes on you,
For ever from their seats are gone,
And Honour leaves a vacant throne.
Where neither Love nor Honour are,
What, O my friend, can you do there?
What, O my friend, can you do there?
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