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| 531. | Modern Love XXXIX: She Yields by George Meredith | | She yields: my Lady in her noblest mood
Has yielded: she, my golden-crownèd rose!
The bride of every sense! more sweet than those
Who breathe t... |
| 532. | Modern Love XXXV: It Is No Vulgar Nature by George Meredith | | It is no vulgar nature I have wived.
Secretive, sensitive, she takes a wound
Deep to her soul, as if the sense had swooned,
And not a thought of... |
| 533. | Modern Love XXXVI: My Lady unto Madam by George Meredith | | My Lady unto Madam makes her bow.
The charm of women is, that even while
You're probed by them for tears, you yet may smile,
Nay, laugh outright... |
| 535. | Modern Love XXXVIII: Give to Imagination by George Meredith | | Give to imagination some pure light
In human form to fix it, or you shame
The devils with that hideous human game:
Imagination urging appetite! ... |
| 536. | Modern Love: I by George Meredith | | By this he knew she wept with waking eyes:
That, at his hand's light quiver by her head,
The strange low sobs that shook their common bed
Were call... |
| 537. | Modern Love: II by George Meredith | | It ended, and the morrow brought the task.
Her eyes were guilty gates, that let him in
By shutting all too zealous for their sin:
Each sucked a sec... |
| 538. | Modern Love: L by George Meredith | | Thus piteously Love closed what he begat:
The union of this ever-diverse pair!
These two were rapid falcons in a snare,
Condemned to do the flittin... |
| 539. | Modern Love: XIV by George Meredith | | What soul would bargain for a cure that brings
Contempt the nobler agony to kill?
Rather let me bear on the bitter ill,
And strike this rusty bosom... |
| 540. | Modern Love: XLVI by George Meredith | | At last we parley: we so strangely dumb
In such a close communion! It befell
About the sounding of the Matin-bell,
And lo! her place was vacant, an... |
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