Chapter 324 of 399 · 167 words · ~1 min read

Part vii

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Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him; and tho' he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay.

_The Princess. Part vii . Line 308._

Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null.

_Maud. Part i . ii._

That jewell'd mass of millinery, That oil'd and curl'd Assyrian Bull.

_Maud. Part i . vi. Stanza 6._

Gorgonized me from head to foot, With a stony British stare.

_Maud. Part i . xiii. Stanza 2._

Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown; Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone.

_Maud. Part i . xxii. Stanza 1._

Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.

_Maud. Part i . xxii. Stanza 9._

Ah, Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.

_Maud.