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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLV
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I followed dumb and shrinking like a thief
 Close in her shadow from the women`s guess,
 Yet ruthlessly betrayed for my cheeks` grief
 From head to foot in the tall pier--glasses.
 My vagabond attire, my coat all rags,
 My tattered plaid stained with the summer`s dust,
 The sash which bound my waist all gaps and jags,
 With gaiters frayed and such sad shoes as must
 Have served Ulysses at his journey`s close;
 All these I saw revealed to my disgrace,
 My hat still crowned with its last Alpine rose,
 And what she had called my ``John the Baptist`s face``
 Red with confusion and the rage of youth,
 I saw it all, the whole remorseless truth.
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