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SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 7. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY, by            
First Line: Ah! Beauty, let me wake thee with a kiss!
Last Line: Lock thou thine hand in mine,—and have no fear!
Subject(s): Beauty


Ah! Beauty, let me wake thee with a kiss!
What? thou art matronly and married long?
Then all the sweeter shall be passion's song
And soft romance's tender-bosomed bliss!
Thou art growing old, thou sayest? Nay, what of this!
Passion repressed for centuries waxes strong:—
Lo! rose-winged red-lipped love-thoughts round thee throng,
And August love is sweet as spring's, I wis?

Ah! Beauty, let me wake thee from thy sleep
And touch the lips and kiss the lashes deep—
(What matter if he hears us!—help is near.
See! underneath thy window on the lake
Night's silver ripples round a boat's prow shake:)
Lock thou thine hand in mine,—and have no fear!





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