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r. Gosse in his _Personalia_ copies from the _Monthly Repository_the following sonnet. Three other pieces first printed in thesame periodical will be found as afterward grouped in _Bells andPomegranates_. Eyes, calm beside thee (Lady, couldst thou know!)May turn away thick with fast gathering tears:I glance not where all gaze: thrilling and lowTheir passionate praises reach thee--my cheek wearsAlone no wonder when thou passest by;Thy tremulous lids, bent and suffused, replyTo the irrepressible homage which doth glowOn every lip but mine: if in thine earsTheir accents linger--and thou dost recallMe as I stood, still, guarded, very pale,Beside each votarist whose lighted browWore worship like an aureole, "O'er them allMy beauty," thou wilt murmur, "did prevailSave that one only:"--Lady, couldst thou know! _August_ 17, 1834.
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