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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLII
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And so we went our way,--yes, hand in hand,
 Like two lost children in some magic wood
 Baffled and baffling with enchanter`s wand
 The various beasts that crossed us and withstood.
 Each step was an experience. Every mood
 Of that fair woman a fresh gospelling,
 Which spoke aloud to me and stirred my blood
 To a new faith, I knew not with what sting.
 One thing alone I knew or cared to know,
 Her strange companionship thus strangely won.
 The past, the future, all of weal or woe
 In my old life was gone, for ever gone.
 And still to this I clung as one who clings
 To hope`s last hencoop in the wreck of things.
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