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I LOVE TO BE WARM BY THE RED : • . ' " ' -FIRESIDE-'- '. .' '.;. .'.; .'":
I LOVE to be warm by the red fireside, I love to be wet with rain:
I love to be welcome at lamplit doors, And leave the doors again,
; AT LAST SHE COMES
AT last she comes, O never more In this dear patience of my pain To leave me lonely as before, Or leave my soul alone again.
MINE EYES WERE SWIFT TO KNOW
. THEE '
MINE eyes were swift to know thee, and my heart As swift to love. I did become at once Thine wholly, thine unalterably, thine In honourable service, pure intent, Steadfast excess of love and laughing care : And as she was, so am, and so shall be. I knew thee helpful, knew thee true, knew thee And Pity bedfellows : I heard thy talk