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One poor _sou_ for her serenade? One short laugh for the antic finger Thrumming a lute-string frayed? Once, my dear--but the world was young then-- Magdalen elms and Trinity limes-- Lissom the blades and the backs that swung then, Eight good men in the good old times-- Careless we, and the chorus flung then Under St Mary's chimes! Reins lay loose and the ways led random-- Christ Church meadow and Iffley track, "Idleness horrid and dog-cart" (tandem), Aylesbury grind and Bicester pack-- Pleasant our lines, and faith! we scanned 'em: Having that artless knack. Come, old limmer, the times grow colder; Leaves of the creeper redden and fall. Was it a hand then clapped my shoulder?-- Only the wind by the chapel wall! Dead leaves drift on the lute ... So, fold her Under the faded shawl. Never we wince, though none deplore us, We who go reaping that we sowed; Cities at cock-crow wake before us-- Hey, for the lilt of the London road! One look back, and a rousing chorus! Never a palinode! Still on her spire the pigeons hover; Still by her gateway haunts the gown. Ah! but her secret? You, young lover, Drumming her old ones forth from town, Know you the secret none discover? Tell it--when _you_ go down. Yet if at length you seek her, prove her, Lean to her whispers never so nigh; Yet if at last not less her lover You in your hansom leave the High; Down from her towers a ray shall hover-- Touch you, a passer-by! CHRISTMAS EVE Friend, old friend in the Manse by the fireside sitting, Hour by hour while the grey ash drips from the log; You with a book on your knee, your wife with her knitting, Silent both, and between you, silent, the dog. Silent here in the south sit I; and, leaning, One sits watching the fire, with chin upon hand; Gazes deep in its heart--but ah! its meaning Rather I read in the shadows and understand. Dear, kind she is; and daily dearer, kinder, Love shuts the door on the lamp and our two selves: Not my stirring awakened the fl
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