Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
HermioneBryan Waller Procter (Barry Cornwall) (17871874)
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Manner noble, aspect free,
Eyes that are untouch’d by care;
What then do we ask from thee?
Hermione, Hermione!
Wit that envious men admire,
And a voice, itself a song!
What then can we still desire?
Hermione, Hermione!
(As the gold doth ask alloy,)
Tears—amidst thy laughter seen,
Pity—mingling with thy joy.
This is all we ask, from thee,
Hermione, Hermione!