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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXXV
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``Silence. I will not listen!`` ``And for what?``
 She added strangely, in a softer mood.
 ``You see I am not angry. Do you not?
 Only soft--hearted, and alas! too good.
 Why did you follow me?`` She took my hand
 With a sudden action so devoid of guile
 That I, who could not choose but understand,
 Was softened too and fooled into a smile.
 ``Why did you follow me? Here, feel,`` she said,
 ``How my heart beats. It frightens me to find
 So much of cunning in so young a head,
 So young a heart,--and mine which is not blind!``
 She pressed my hand to her side. In truth, her heart
 Was beating there, my own heart`s counterpart.
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