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Towards the meeting, unaware
That we are already there.Though I thy Mithridates were,
Framed to defy the poison-dart,
Yet must thou fold me unawareThe little child is unaware
It has been eaten by the bear.Then do the hill-tops shake to the summit---then is the bed of the deep laid bare,
That the Sons of Mary may overcome it, pleasantly sleeping and unaware.His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew,
And I was unaware.For hand of thine? and canst thou think and bear
To let thy music drop here unawareHe came all unaware
Unto a place called Ruardean,
And asked ‘Who killed the bear?'Here in the bedroom that he used to share
She lived day after day, averse to living,
Indifferent, unforgiving, unawareNor ever with a conquering air
You thought to draw me unaware --Sweet as some gust of fragrance, unaware
Stealing upon us on the summer air.Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,As he knows not what tide shall lay bare,
The heart of a man to be taken --
Taken and changed unaware.Of lost, imperial music, played when fair
And angel fingers wove, and unaware,He traced that gallant sorter to a still suburban square;
He watched his opportunity, and seized him unaware;I saw in dreams a monarch, of his power all unaware,
Step down amongst his people from off his palace stair:Things unaware:
Regard my breast, Lord, in Thy day,
And not my prayer.Snapt in mid-growth, and leaving unaware
The flock unsheltered and the pasture bareCame upon him unaware,
Caught him by the collar-thereSo come you to me, as I, unaware,
Bend my strict eyes upon my pathway bare;And my dog, as unaware
Of the other, dropped beside
And went running by me there