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<h2> MALFEASANCE </h2>
<p>Two of one name; they standing where the sun<br/>
Makes shadows in the orchard-bloom of spring;<br/>
She holding in her palm a jewelled ring,<br/>
He speaking on what evil it had done.<br/>
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“Raise thy pale face and wondrous eyes to mine;<br/>
Let not thy poor lips quiver in such pain;<br/>
Too young and blindly thou hast drunk the wine<br/>
Crushed from the lees of love. Be strong again.<br/>
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Trail back thy golden hair from thy broad brow,<br/>
And raise thy lily neck like some tall tower,<br/>
That recks not any strife nor any hour,<br/>
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So it but holds its height, heeding not how.<br/>
The noblest find their way o’er paths of ire<br/>
To the clear summit of God’s full desire.”<br/></p>
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