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And witness, moreover . . . Ah, but wait!

I

spy the loop whence an arrow shoots!

It may be for yourself, when you meditate,

That you grieve

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for slain ruth, murdered truth: Though falsehood escape in the end, what boots ?

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Ay, who would have triumphed like you, I say!
Well, it is lost now; well, you must bear,
Abide and grow fit for a better day:

You should hardly grudge, could I be your judge! But hush! For you, can be no despair:

There's amends: 't is a secret: hope and pray!

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For I was true at least O, true enough!

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And, dear, truth is not as good as it seems! Commend me to conscience! Idle stuff!

Much help is in mine, as I mope and pine, And skulk through day, and scowl in my dreams At my swan's obtaining the crow's rebuff.

15.

Men tell me of truth now

"False!" I cry:

Of beauty" A mask, friend! Look beneath!” We take our own method, the Devil and I,

With pleasant and fair and wise and rare :
- death;

And the best we wish to what lives, is

Which even in wishing, perhaps we lie!

16.

Far better commit a fault and have done

As

you, dear! — forever; and choose the pure,

And look where the healing waters run,

And strive and strain to be good again,
And a place in the other world insure,
All glass and gold, with God for its sun.

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Misery! What shall I say or do?

I cannot advise, or, at least, persuade :

Most like, you are glad you deceived me

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No whit of the wrong: you endured too long, Have done no evil and want no aid,

Will live the old life out and chance the new.

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And your sentence is written all the same,
And I can do nothing, pray, perhaps :

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And my faith is torn to a thousand scraps,

And my heart feels ice while my words breathe flame.

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Dear, I look from my hiding-place.

Are

you still so fair? Have you still the eyes?

Be happy! Add but the other grace,

Be good! Why want what the angels vaunt?

I knew you once: but in Paradise,

If we meet, I will pass nor turn my face.

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