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First Line: Because I do not fear thee, thou art tender
Last Line: While blushes all thy vanquished face suffuse.


II.

Because I do not fear thee, thou art tender.—
Just as a woman, suddenly, bestows
In amplest, purest, and most sweet surrender
On the strong lover all her beauty's rose,
But, ever, from the weak of heart she goes,—
Just as her white arms round her lover cling,
If only with the lordlier voice he sing,
Not heeding overmuch the glance she throws:—

So, as thou fliest from me and glancest back,
O great Lord God, not swiftly on the track
I follow,—knowing that were but to lose!
I give thee time. Then thou shalt turn and fling
Thy white arms, suddenly, around,—and cling,—
While blushes all thy vanquished face suffuse.





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