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Poem by Robert Seymour Bridges


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I found to-day out walking
  The flower my love loves best.
What, when I stooped to pluck it,
  Could dare my hand arrest?

Was it a snake lay curling
  About the root’s thick crown?
Or did some hidden bramble
  Tear my hand reaching down?

There was no snake uncurling,
  And no thorn wounded me;
’Twas my heart checked me, sighing
  She is beyond the sea.



Robert Seymour Bridges


Robert Seymour Bridges's other poems:
  1. Shorter Poems. Book I. 4. (The cliff-top has a carpet)
  2. Shorter Poems. Book I. 2. Elegy (The wood is bare)
  3. The Pinks Along My Garden Walks
  4. The Palm Willow
  5. January


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