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But that bower appeared a marvel 

 In the wildness of the place; 

 With such seeming art and travail, 

 Dimly fixed and filled was 

 Leaf to leaf, the dark green ivy, to the summit 

 from the base. 



And the ivy veined and glossy 

 Was enwrought with eglantine; 

 And like wild hop fibred closely, 

 And the large-leaved columbine, 

 Arch of door and window-mullion, did right 

 sylvanly entwine. 



Rose-tree either side the door were 

 Growing lithe and growing tall, 

 Each one set a summer warder 

 For the keeping of the hall, 

 With a red rose and a white rose, leaning, nod- 

 ding at the wall. 



As I entered, mosses hushing 

 Stole all noises from my foot; 

 And a green elastic cushion, 



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