I Have Led Her Home

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I Have Led Her Home

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I have led her home, my love, my only friend There is none like her, none And never yet so warmly ran my blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wish'd-for end Full to the banks, close on the promised good None like her, none Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along the garden walk And shook my heart to think she comes once more But even then I heard her close the door; The gates of heaven are closed, and she is gone

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Writers
  • Alfred, Lord Tennyson
  • Arthur Somervell