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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLIVWilfrid Scawen Blunt - Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLIV
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We came at last, alas! I see it yet, With its open windows on the upper floor, To a certain house still stirring, with lights set, And just a chink left open of the door. Here my companion stopped and bade me in; Her dressmaker`s, she said. And I, who heard A sound of women`s voices from within, Shrank back alarmed and ready at a word From any damsel stoutly to deny. But ``Madame Blanche,`` she said to ease my fears, ``Is a good soul, and far too wise to pry Or fancy evil of her customers At any hour of the night they choose to come, Much less of me.`` And so I followed dumb.
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