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HAREBELL

But leagues of travel stretched between
Me and that idyl played so rarely:
And then—his death! nor had I seen
"The Man o' Airlie."


My failure; not the actor's, loved
By all to art and nature loyal;
Not his, whom Harebell's passion proved
Of the blood royal.

1891

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