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1882–1937

II

John Drinkwater

In prudent counsel many gathered near, Forewarning us of deft and secret snares That are love’ s use. We heard them as we hear The ticking of a clock upon the stairs.

The troops of reason, careful to persuade, Blackened love’ s name, but love was more than these, For we had wills to venture unafraid The trouble of unnavigable seas.

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