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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Frederick Locker-Lampson. 1821–1895

746. At Her Window

BEATING Heart! we come again 
  Where my Love reposes; 
This is Mabel’s window-pane; 
  These are Mabel’s roses. 
 
Is she nested? Does she kneel         5
  In the twilight stilly, 
Lily clad from throat to heel, 
  She, my virgin Lily? 
 
Soon the wan, the wistful stars, 
  Fading, will forsake her;  10
Elves of light, on beamy bars, 
  Whisper then, and wake her. 
 
Let this friendly pebble plead 
  At her flowery grating; 
If she hear me will she heed?  15
  Mabel, I am waiting. 
 
Mabel will be deck’d anon, 
  Zoned in bride’s apparel; 
Happy zone! O hark to yon 
  Passion-shaken carol!  20
 
Sing thy song, thou trancèd thrush, 
  Pipe thy best, thy clearest;— 
Hush, her lattice moves, O hush— 
  Dearest Mabel!—dearest…