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                <title>Ballads and Sonnets (1881), proof Signature N (Delaware Museum, final proof,
                    partial and uncorrected copy) </title>
                <author>Dante Gabriel Rossetti</author>

                
                
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                <note>Text courtesy of The Delaware Art Museum</note>
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                    <title>Ballads and Sonnets</title>
                    <author>Dante Gabriel Rossetti</author>
                    <imprint>
                        <publisher>F. S. Ellis</publisher>
                        <printer>Chiswick Press, C. Whittingham and Co.</printer>
                        <city>London</city>
                        <date compdate="1881-05">1881 May- 1881 June</date>
                        <edition/>
                        <prepub>proof</prepub>
                        <pagination>177-190</pagination>
                        <issue>5</issue>
                        <authorization>DGR</authorization>
                        <collation>N<hi rend="sup">8</hi>
                  </collation>
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                    <provenance>
                        <location>Library, Delaware Art Museum</location>
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                        <note/>
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                                <point>10 point; 6 point leading</point>
                                <font>roman</font>
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                                <number>17</number>
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                            <margin type="top">2 cm</margin>
                            <margin type="bottom">3.8 cm</margin>
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                        <size>19 x 12.8cm (crown octavo)</size>
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                <head>Commentary</head>
                <section type="intro">
                    <head>Introduction</head>
                    <p>This is an uncorrected partial proof for Signature N (lacking pages 191-192). The printer has
                        marked several of the sonnets with checks. Two complete copies of this
                        proof are also held in the Delaware Art Museum library as well as another  partial
                        copy consisting mostly of uncut proof sheets. All these proofs were pulled
                        subsequent to the 6 May revise.</p>
                    <p/>
                </section>
                <section type="texthistcomp">
                    <head>Textual History: Composition</head>
                    <p/>
                </section>

                <section type="texthistrev">
                    <head>Textual History: Revision</head>
                    <p> Besides this partial final proof, the Delaware proofs include the
                        following: <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign1.delms.rad">copy 1</xref> and <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign1a.delms.rad">copy 2</xref> of the first proof with
                        only eight sonnets printed; <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign2.delms.rad">copy
                        1</xref> and <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign2a.delms.rad">copy 2</xref> of the
                        first revise (dated 28 April 1881 and numbered 1a and 1b respectively), both
                        with DGR's corrections throughout; <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign3.delms.rad">copy
                            1</xref> and <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign3a.delms.rad">copy 2</xref> of the
                        second revise (dated 3 May 1881 and numbered 1a and 1b respectively), both
                        without revisions; the <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign4.delms.rad">corrected
                            author's third revise</xref> plus two uncorrected copies of the third
                        revise, <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign4a.delms.rad">uncorrected copy 1</xref> and
                            <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign4b.delms.rad">uncorrected copy 2</xref>), all
                        dated 4 May 1881 and numbered 3c, 3a, and 3b respectively; three copies of
                        the fourth revise, the <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign5.delms.rad">uncorrected
                        copy</xref>, <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign5a.delms.rad">corrected copy 1</xref>),
                        and <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign5b.delms.rad">corrected copy 2</xref>, all dated
                        6 May 1881 and numbered 4a, 4b, and 4c respectively; four copies of the
                        final proof, including this one, <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign6.delms.rad">WMR's
                            copy</xref>, DGR's <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign6a.delms.rad">corrected
                        copy</xref>, and a <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign6c.delms.rad">copy with uncut
                            sheets</xref>), all undated and numbered 5c, 5a, 5b, and 5d. Delaware
                        also has the proof of the <xref doc="a.2-1881.sign7.delms.rad">cancel
                        leaf</xref> (pages 185-186), marked as such and with with DGR's correction.
                        The <xref doc="a.2-1881.blproofs.rad" from="177" to="192">British Library
                            proofs</xref> have another copy of revise proofs for this signature
                        (dated 3 May). </p>
                </section>

                <section type="printhist">
                    <head>Printing History</head>
                    <p> </p>
                </section>

                <section type="recepthist">
                    <head>Reception History</head>
                    <p/>
                </section>

                <section type="historical">
                    <head>Historical</head>
                    <p/>
                </section>

                <section type="literary">
                    <head>Literary</head>
                    <p/>
                </section>

                <section type="translation">
                    <head>Translation</head>
                    <p/>
                </section>
                <section type="autobio">
                    <head>Autobiographical</head>
                    <p/>
                </section>
                <section type="biblio">
                    <head>Bibliographic</head>
                    <p/>
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               title="Ballads and Sonnets, Signature N">
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                    <bibliosig>N</bibliosig>
                    <note/>
                </pageheader>

                <msadds type="other">
                    <trans>5c</trans>
                    <desc>Printer's proof number added in upper left.</desc>
                </msadds>
                <div1 anchor="0.1.1" type="sonnet sequence" n="1" title="The House of Life"
                  workcode="22-1881">
                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.1" type="sonnet" n="1" title="The Birth-Bond." workcode="2-1854">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="center">
                                    <hi rend="c">SONNET XV</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="center">
                                    <hi rend="c">THE BIRTH-BOND</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Have</hi> you not noted, in some family</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> Where two were born of a first marriage-bed,</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> How still they own their gracious bond, though fed</l>
                            <l n="4">And nursed on the forgotten breast and knee?&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="5">How to their father's children they shall be</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> In act and thought of one goodwill; but each</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Shall for the other have, in silence speech,</l>
                            <l n="8">And in a word complete community? </l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">Even so, when first I saw you, seemed it, love,</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> That among souls allied to mine was yet</l>
                            <l n="11">One nearer kindred than life hinted of.</l>
                            <l n="12" indent="1"> O born with me somewhere that men forget,</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="1"> And though in years of sight and sound unmet,</l>
                            <l n="14">Known for my soul's birth-partner well enough!</l>
                        </lg>
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                    <epage/>
                    <page n="178" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.178.tif"/>
                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.2" type="sonnet" n="2" title="A Day of Love." workcode="6-1870">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XVI</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">A DAY OF LOVE</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Those</hi> envied places which do know her well,</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> And are so scornful of this lonely place,</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> Even now for once are emptied of her grace:</l>
                            <l n="4">Nowhere but here she is: and while Love's spell</l>
                            <l n="5">From his predominant presence doth compel</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> All alien hours, an outworn populace,</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> The hours of Love fill full the echoing space</l>
                            <l n="8">With sweet confederate music favourable.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">Now many memories make solicitous</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> The delicate love-lines of her mouth, till, lit</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> With quivering fire, the words take wing from it;</l>
                            <l n="12">As here between our kisses we sit thus</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="1"> Speaking of things remembered, and so sit</l>
                            <l n="14">Speechless while things forgotten call to us.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="179" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.190-179.tif"/>
                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.3" type="sonnet" n="3" title="Beauty's Pageant."
                     workcode="5-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XVII</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">BEAUTY'S PAGEANT</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">What</hi> dawn-pulse at the heart of heaven, or
                                last</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> Incarnate flower of culminating day,&#8452;</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> What marshalled marvels on the skirts of May,</l>
                            <l n="4">Or song full-quired, sweet June's encomiast;</l>
                            <l n="5">What glory of change by nature's hand amass'd</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Can vie with all those moods of varying grace</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Which o'er one loveliest woman's form and face</l>
                            <l n="8">Within this hour, within this room, have pass'd?</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">Love's very vesture and elect disguise</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> Was each fine movement,&#8212;wonder new-begot</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> Of lily or swan or swan-stemmed galiot;</l>
                            <l n="12">Joy to his sight who now the sadlier sighs,</l>
                            <l n="13">Parted again; and sorrow yet for eyes</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> Unborn, that read these words and saw her not.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="180" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.180-189.tif"/>

                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.4" type="sonnet" n="4" title="Genius in Beauty."
                     workcode="6-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XVIII</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">GENIUS IN BEAUTY</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                            <note/>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Beauty</hi> like hers is genius. Not the call</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> Of Homer's or of Dante's heart sublime,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> Not Michael's hand furrowing the zones of time,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="4">Is more with compassed mysteries musical;</l>
                            <l n="5">Nay, not in Spring's or Summer's sweet footfall</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> More gathered gifts exuberant Life bequeathes</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1" part="i"> Than doth this sovereign face, whose
                                love-spell </l>
                            <l n="7" indent="2" part="f"> breathes</l>
                            <l n="8">Even from its shadowed contour on the wall.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">As many men are poets in their youth,</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> But for one sweet-strung soul the wires prolong</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> Even through all change the indomitable song;</l>
                            <l n="12">So in likewise the envenomed years, whose tooth</l>
                            <l n="13">Rends shallower grace with ruin void of ruth,</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> Upon this beauty's power shall wreak no wrong</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="181" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.188-181.tif"/>

                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.5" type="sonnet" n="5" title="Silent Noon" workcode="7-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XIX</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SILENT NOON</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Your</hi> hands lie open in the long fresh
                                grass,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1" part="i"> Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams
                                and </l>
                            <l n="3" indent="2" part="f"> glooms</l>
                            <l n="4">'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.</l>
                            <l n="5">All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.</l>
                            <l n="8">'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly</l>
                            <l n="10">Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above,</l>
                            <l n="12">Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,</l>
                            <l n="13">This close-companioned inarticulate hour</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> When twofold silence was the song of love.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="182" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.182-187.tif"/>

                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.6" type="sonnet" n="6" title="Gracious Moonlight."
                     workcode="8-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XX</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">GRACIOUS MOONLIGHT</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Even</hi> as the moon grows queenlier in
                                mid-space</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> When the sky darkens, and her cloud-rapt car</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> Thrills with intenser radiance from afar,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="4">So lambent, lady, beams thy sovereign grace</l>
                            <l n="5">When the drear soul desires thee. Of that face</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> What shall be said,&#8212;which, like a governing star,</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Gathers and garners from all things that are</l>
                            <l n="8">Their silent penetrative loveliness?</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">O'er water-daisies and wild waifs of Spring,</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> There where the iris rears its gold-crowned sheaf</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> With flowering rush and sceptred arrow-leaf,</l>
                            <l n="12">So have I marked Queen Dian, in bright ring</l>
                            <l n="13">Of cloud above and wave below, take wing</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> And chase night's gloom, as thou the spirit's
                                grief.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="183" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.186-183.tif"/>
                    <pageheader>
                        <note/>
                    </pageheader>
                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.7" type="sonnet" n="7" title="Love-Sweetness." workcode="7-1870">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XXI</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">LOVE-SWEETNESS</hi>
                                </hi>
                            </title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Sweet</hi> dimness of her loosened hair's
                                downfall</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> About thy face; her sweet hands round thy head</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> In gracious fostering union garlanded;</l>
                            <l n="4">Her tremulous smiles; her glances' sweet recall</l>
                            <l n="5">Of love; her murmuring sighs memorial;</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Her mouth's culled sweetness by thy kisses shed</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> On cheeks and neck and eyelids, and so led</l>
                            <l n="8">Back to her mouth which answers there for all:&#8212;</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">What sweeter than these things, except the thing</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> In lacking which all these would lose their
                                sweet:&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> The confident heart's still fervour: the swift
                                beat</l>
                            <l n="12">And soft subsidence of the spirit's wing,</l>
                            <l n="13">Then when it feels, in cloud-girt wayfaring,</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> The breath of kindred plumes against its feet?</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="184" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.184-185.tif"/>

                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.8" type="sonnet" n="8" title="Heart's Haven." workcode="9-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                           <hi rend="center">SONNET XXII</hi>.</hi>
                                <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">HEART'S HAVEN</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Sometimes</hi> she is a child within mine arms,</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1" part="i"> Cowering beneath dark wings that love must </l>
                            <l n="2" indent="2" part="f"> chase,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> With still tears showering and averted face,</l>
                            <l n="4">Inexplicably filled with faint alarms:</l>
                            <l n="5">And oft from mine own spirit's hurtling harms</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> I crave the refuge of her deep embrace,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Against all ills the fortified strong place</l>
                            <l n="8">And sweet reserve of sovereign counter-charms.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">And Love, our light at night and shade at noon,</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> Lulls us to rest with songs, and turns away</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> All shafts of shelterless tumultuous day.</l>
                            <l n="12" part="i">Like the moon's growth, his face gleams through </l>
                            <l n="12" indent="2" part="f"> his tune;</l>
                            <l n="13">And as soft waters warble to the moon,</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> Our answering spirits chime one roundelay.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>

                    <epage/>
                    <page n="185" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.184-185.tif"/>

                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.9" type="sonnet" n="9" title="Love's Baubles." workcode="8-1870">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">SONNET XXIII</hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">LOVE'S
                                BAUBLES</hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">I stood</hi> where Love in brimming armfuls bore</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> Slight wanton flowers and foolish toys of fruit:</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> And round him ladies thronged in warm pursuit,</l>
                            <l n="4">Fingered and lipped and proffered the strange store.</l>
                            <l n="5">And from one hand the petal and the core</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Savoured of sleep; and cluster and curled shoot </l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Seemed from another hand like shame's salute,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="8">Gifts that I felt my cheek was blushing for.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">At last Love bade my Lady give the same:</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> And as I looked, the dew was light thereon;</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> And as I took them, at her touch they shone</l>
                            <l n="12">With inmost heaven-hue of the heart of flame.</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="1"> And then Love said: &#8220;Lo! when the hand is hers,</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> Follies of love are love's true ministers.&#8221;</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="186" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.186-183.tif"/>
                    <pageheader/>
                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.10" type="sonnet" n="10" title="Pride of Youth."
                     workcode="10-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XXIV</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">PRIDE OF YOUTH</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Even</hi> as a child, of sorrow that we give</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> The dead, but little in his heart can find,</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> Since without need of thought to his clear mind</l>
                            <l n="4">Their turn it is to die and his to live:&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="5">Even so the winged New Love smiles to receive</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Along his eddying wings the auroral wind,</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Nor, forward glorying, casts one look behind</l>
                            <l n="8">Where night-rack shrouds the Old Love fugitive.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">There is a change in every hour's recall,</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> And the last cowslip in the fields we see</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> On the same day with the first corn-poppy.</l>
                            <l n="12">Alas for hourly change! Alas for all</l>
                            <l n="13">The loves that from his hand proud Youth lets fall,</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> Even as the beads of a told rosary!</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
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                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.11" type="sonnet" n="11" title="Winged Hours." workcode="7-1869">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XXV</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">WINGED HOURS</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Each</hi> hour until we meet is as a bird</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> That wings from far his gradual way along</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> The rustling covert of my soul,&#8212;his song</l>
                            <l n="4" part="i">Still loudlier trilled through leaves more deeply </l>
                            <l n="4" indent="2" part="f"> stirr'd:</l>
                            <l n="5">But at the hour of meeting, a clear word</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Is every note he sings, in Love's own tongue;</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1" part="i"> Yet, Love, thou know'st the sweet strain
                                suffers</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="2" part="f"> wrong,</l>
                            <l n="8">Full oft through our contending joys unheard.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">What of that hour at last, when for her sake</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> No wing may fly to me nor song may flow;</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> When, wandering round my life unleaved, I know</l>
                            <l n="12">The bloodied feathers scattered in the brake,</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="1"> And think how she, far from me, with like eyes</l>
                            <l n="14" part="i">Sees through the untuneful bough the wingless</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="2" part="f"> skies?</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="188" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.188-181.tif"/>
                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.12" type="sonnet" n="12" title="Mid-Rapture." workcode="11-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XXVI</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">MID-RAPTURE</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Thou</hi> lovely and beloved, thou my love;</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1" part="i"> Whose kiss seems still the first; whose
                                summon-</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="2" part="f"> ing eyes,</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> Even now, as for our love-world's new sunrise,</l>
                            <l n="4">Shed very dawn; whose voice, attuned above</l>
                            <l n="5">All modulation of the deep-bowered dove,</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Is like a hand laid softly on the soul;</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Whose hand is like a sweet voice to control</l>
                            <l n="8">Those worn tired brows it hath the keeping of:&#8212;</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">What word can answer to thy word,&#8212;what gaze</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> To thine, which now absorbs within its sphere</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> My worshipping face, till I am mirrored there</l>
                            <l n="12">Light-circled in a heaven of deep-drawn rays?</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="1" part="i"> What clasp, what kiss mine inmost heart
                                can</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="2" part="f"> prove,</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1">O lovely and beloved, O my love?</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    <page n="189" image="a.2-1881.sign6b.delms.180-189.tif"/>
                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.13" type="sonnet" n="13" title="Heart's Compass."
                     workcode="12-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XXVII</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">HEART'S COMPASS</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">Sometimes</hi> thou seem'st not as thyself alone,</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> But as the meaning of all things that are;</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> A breathless wonder, shadowing forth afar</l>
                            <l n="4">Some heavenly solstice hushed and halcyon;</l>
                            <l n="5">Whose unstirred lips are music's visible tone;</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Whose eyes the sun-gate of the soul unbar,</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Being of its furthest fires oracular;&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="8">The evident heart of all life sown and mown.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="1" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">Even such Love is; and is not thy name Love?</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> Yea, by thy hand the Love-god rends apart</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> All gathering clouds of Night's ambiguous art;</l>
                            <l n="12">Flings them far down, and sets thine eyes above;</l>
                            <l n="13">And simply, as some gage of flower or glove,</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> Stakes with a smile the world against thy
                            heart.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
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                    <div2 anchor="0.1.1.14" type="sonnet" n="14" title="Soul-Light." workcode="13-1871">
                        <divheader>
                            <title>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SONNET XXVIII</hi>
                                </hi>. <lb/>
                        <lb/>
                        <hi rend="c">
                                    <hi rend="center">SOUL-LIGHT</hi>
                                </hi>.</title>
                        </divheader>
                        <lg n="1" type="octave">
                            <l n="1">
                        <hi rend="sc">What</hi> other woman could be loved like you,</l>
                            <l n="2" indent="1"> Or how of you should love possess his fill?</l>
                            <l n="3" indent="1"> After the fulness of all rapture, still,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="4">As at the end of some deep avenue</l>
                            <l n="5">A tender glamour of day,&#8212;there comes to view</l>
                            <l n="6" indent="1"> Far in your eyes a yet more hungering thrill,&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="7" indent="1"> Such fire as Love's soul-winnowing hands distil</l>
                            <l n="8">Even from his inmost ark of light and dew.</l>
                        </lg>
                        <lg n="2" type="sestet">
                            <l n="9">And as the traveller triumphs with the sun,</l>
                            <l n="10" indent="1"> Glorying in heat's mid-height, yet startide brings</l>
                            <l n="11" indent="1"> Wonder new-born, and still fresh transport springs</l>
                            <l n="12">From limpid lambent hours of day begun;&#8212;</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="1" part="i"> Even so, through eyes and voice, your
                                soul doth</l>
                            <l n="13" indent="2" part="f"> move</l>
                            <l n="14" indent="1"> My soul with changeful light of infinite love.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div2>
                    <epage/>
                    
                </div1>
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