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George Meredith - The Young Usurper
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On my darling`s bosom 
Has dropped a living rosy bud, 
Fair as brilliant Hesper 
Against the brimming flood. 
She handles him, 
She dandles him, 
She fondles him and eyes him: 
And if upon a tear he wakes, 
With many a kiss she dries him: 
She covets every move he makes, 
And never enough can prize him. 
Ah, the young Usurper! 
I yield my golden throne: 
Such angel bands attend his hands 
To claim it for his own.
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