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The Faerie Queene, Book II, Canto 12

© Edmund Spenser

THE SECOND BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENEContayningTHE LEGEND OF SIR GUYON,OR OF TEMPERAUNCE

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At Midocean

© Robert Bly

All day I loved you in a fever holding on to the tail of the horse.


I overflowed whenever I reached out to touch you.

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After Long Busyness

© Robert Bly

I start out for a walk at last after weeks at the desk.
Moon gone plowing underfoot no stars; not a trace of light!
Suppose a horse were galloping toward me in this open field?
Every day I did not spend in solitude was wasted.