Love poems from the works of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Browning; . -^-^:?^.,qr::r. :. :^i^fa^:tfM^;^^^$^^. Corn Flowers Paul Thumann And still cried the maiden, binding her tresses,Tis only a page that carols unseen! .yl l*9^*^>i^^ s5r^.--^-/ -X l^i LOVE POEMS Jfrom ^ippa S^asi^t^ NOONPIPPA, singing I. /TJIVE her but a least excuse to love me!When—where— How—can this arm establish her above me, If fortune fixed her as my lady there, There already, to eternally reprove me }(Hist!—said Kate the Queen;But Oh! cried the maiden, binding her tresses, T is only a page that carols unsee

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Love poems from the works of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Browning; . -^-^:?^.,qr::r. :. :^i^fa^:tfM^;^^^$^^. Corn Flowers Paul Thumann And still cried the maiden, binding her tresses,Tis only a page that carols unseen! .yl l*9^*^>i^^ s5r^.--^-/ -X l^i LOVE POEMS Jfrom ^ippa S^asi^t^ NOONPIPPA, singing I. /TJIVE her but a least excuse to love me!When—where— How—can this arm establish her above me, If fortune fixed her as my lady there, There already, to eternally reprove me }(Hist!—said Kate the Queen;But Oh! cried the maiden, binding her tresses, T is only a page that carols unseen,Crumbling your hounds their messes!) she wronged }—To the rescue of her honor,My heart! Is she poor ?—What costs it to be styled a donor ?Merely an earth to cleave, a sea to that fortune should have thrust all this upon her 1 (Nay, list!—bade Kate the Queen; And still cried the maiden, binding her tresses, Tis only a page that carols unseen, Fitting your hawks their jesses!) —Robert frowning

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