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Lydia

by Lizette Woodworth Reese

−0.0454 − 0.7574i

Drawing the boundary…

Beauty sat bathing by a spring

by Anthony Munday

−0.0654 − 0.7542i

Drawing the boundary…

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Lydia

by Lizette Woodworth Reese

Break forth, break forth, O Sudbury town,
And bid your yards be gay
Up all your gusty streets and down,
For Lydia comes to-day!

I hear it on the wharves below;
And if I buy or sell;
The good folk as they churchward go
Have only this to tell.

My mother, just for love of her,
Unlocks her bureau drawers;
And sprigs of withered lavender
Drop down upon the floors.

For Lydia's bed must have the sheet
Spun out of linen sheer,
And Lydia's room be passing sweet
With odors of last year.

The violet flags are out once more
In lanes salt with the sea;
The thorn-bush at Saint Martin's door
Grows white for such as she.

So Sudbury, bid your gardens blow,
For Lydia comes to-day;
Of all the words that I do know,
I have but this to say.

Beauty sat bathing by a spring

by Anthony Munday

Beauty sat bathing by a spring
Where fairest shades did hide her,
The winds blew calm, the birds did sing,
The cool streams ran beside her.

My wanton thoughts enticed my eye
To see what was forbidden,
But better memory cried fie,
So vain delights were chidden.

Into a slumber then I fell,
But fond imagination
Seemed to see, but could not tell
Her feature or her fashion.

But even as babes in dreams do smile
And sometime fall a-weeping,
So I awaked as wise the while
As when I fell a-sleeping.

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