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  1. But now the dawn steals in apace,
    And amorously bends above
    The wonder of your face.
  2. And bowed and brushed my face.
    It whispered in the sunshine:
    "The winter comes apace."
  3. But Cupid wears another face
    Born into Dæmons less divine,
    His roses bleach apace,
  4. And start self-purged upon the race
    That all must run ! Death runs apace.
  5. And coward Love then to the heart apace
    Taketh his flight, where he doth lurk and plain
    His purpose lost, and dare not show his face.
  6. The baron now his diamonds pours apace;
    Th' embroider'd King who shows but half his face,
  7. And, from before the lustre of her face,
    White break the clouds away. With quicken'd step,
    Brown Night retires: young Day pours in apace,
  8. By a beating heart at dance-time. Hopes apace
    Were changed to long despairs, till God's own grace
  9. Each spurs his jaded Pegasus apace,
    And rhyme and blank maintain an equal race;
  10. The tears and rain ran down her face.
    By fits and starts they rode apace,
  11. As though that death were light in such a case.
    An endless wind doth tear the sail apace
  12. Sharp blew the sleet upon my face,
    And, rising wild, the gusty wind
    Drove on those thundering waves apace,
  13. There was a crowd already in the place,
    And 'twixt me and the stage, now darkly hid,
    The gathering evening had come down apace,
  14. Ah, now thy face grows dim apace,
    And seems of yon white foam a part.
    Canst hear me through the water-bass,
  15. And in the ghostly race,
    With patter of unnumbered feet,
    The dead leaves fly apace.
  16. Damps and vapours, fly apace,
    And hover o'er the smiling face
  17. And worked away at him apace,
    I painted him till dewy eve, -
    There never was a nobler face!
  18. But swelling sorrows sink apace,
    When we approach the throne of grace.
  19. The swift years crept apace,
    The patient, the coral-insect way,
    To cover the dear dead face.
  20. For the minutes fly apace;
    Let him see the sleeping brow,
    And the sweetly rounded face:

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