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Exmoor Verses III. Dereliction

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O'er the tears that we shed, dear         The bitter vines twist,     And the hawk and the red deer         They keep where we kiss'd:     All broken lies the shieling         That sheltered from rain,     With a star to pierce the ceiling,         And the dawn an empty pane.     Thro' the mist, up the moorway,         Fade hunters and pack;     From the ridge to thy doorway         Happy voices float back ...     O, between the threads o' mist, love,         Reach your hands from the house.     Only mind that we kiss'd, love,         And forget the broken vows!

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