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Her Apotheosis by Thomas Hardy

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Thomas Hardy

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There was a spell of leisure,
&nbsp No record vouches when;
With honours, praises, pleasure
&nbsp To womankind from men.

But no such lures bewitched me,
&nbsp No hand was stretched to raise,
No gracious gifts enriched me,
&nbsp No voices sang my praise.

Yet an iris at that season
&nbsp Amid the accustomed slight
From denseness, dull unreason,
&nbsp Ringed me with living light.

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