viii.

To you, let snows and roses

ix.

ix.

Let Beauty awake in the morn from beautiful dreams

x.

x.

I know not how it is with you

xi.

xi.

I will make you brooches and toys for your delight

xii.

xii.

We have loved of Yore—Berried brake and reedy island

We have loved of Yore

xiii.

xiii.

Mater Triumphans—Son of my woman’s body, you go, to the drum and fife

Mater Triumphans

xiv.

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