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EMMELINE by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER

First Line: SHE GROWS APACE, THY DARLING EMMELINE
Last Line: SPEED, GENTLE SHAFT! THOU AIM'ST NOT IN THE DARK!
She grows apace, thy darling Emmeline!
Her heart, erewhile but two feet from the ground,
Beats at a higher level, in the line
Of many archers, pressing daily round;
She doffs aside the aim of Jones and Brown;
But, though a surer arrow has been set
By a young marksman from the neighbouring town,
It lingers on the string, - he speaks not yet.
When two love well, events must onward move;
She feels a winning hand is on the bow,
And, if he asks, she will not answer 'No';
And Emmeline to him is life's sole mark,
He knows she loves him, and she knows his love;
Speed, gentle shaft! thou aim'st not in the dark!



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