My mind ambled in strange arbors

How faintly my heart throbs

Here she comes across the trellised walk

Afraid my beloved Circe will glare

Beneath the bowers there’s no place to hide

The yellow bells warn with trumpets mute

 Must I face without looking her in the eye

For discomfited poise and limpid eyes betray

I have erred but not too much I think

Turn away, be brave some other day

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