I lived from 1879-1932.
I was from England, and am in the English category.
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Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?
Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?
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When the tea is brought at five o'clock,
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
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WHEN you have tidied all things for the night,
And while your thoughts are fading to their sleep,
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It is the sacred hour: above the far
Low emerald hills that northward fold,
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You little friend, your nose is ready; you sniff,
Asking for that expected walk,
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O gentle vision in the dawn:
My spirit over faint cool water glides,
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The holy boy
Went from his mother out in the cool of the day
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What I saw was just one eye
In the dawn as I was going :
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The train! The twleve o'clock for paradise.
Hurry, or it will try to creep away.
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If suddenly a clod of earth should rise,
And walk about, and breathe, and speak, and love,
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