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Alfred Austin - Lady Mabel
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Side by side with Lady Mabel
 Sate I, with the sunshade down;
 In the distance hummed the Babel
 Of the many—footed town;
 There we sate with looks unstable—
 Now of tenderness, of frown.

 ``Must we part? or may I linger?
 Wax the shadows, wanes the day.``
 Then, with voice of sweetest singer
 That hath all but died away,
 ``Go,`` she said; but tightened finger
 Said articulately, ``Stay!``

 Face to face with Lady Mabel,
 With the gauzy curtains drawn,
 Till a sense I am unable
 To portray began to dawn;
 Till the slant sun flung the gable
 Far athwart the sleepy lawn.

 ``Now I go. Adieu, adieu, love!
 This is weakness; sweet, be strong.
 Comes the footfall of the dew, love!
 Philomel`s reminding song.``
 ``Go,`` she said; ``but I go too, love!
 Go with you, my life along!``

 Breast to breast with Lady Mabel,
 Shrouded by the courteous night,
 Baffling all the forms of fable
 To describe our dreams aright;
 And as pure as gifts of Abel,
 In the Omnipresent sight.
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