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IN Imogen all pearls of wifehood shine, Conjugal truth and immolation lend A life-it halo to the spousal shrine While Nature's gems in nuptial beams combine Where jewels of connubial lustre blend. Clasped to this shrine, her wronged heart bides alone - Each radial impulse cleft by Love's recision - Conjures an aureole phasma all her own, A soul's perfusion as a nimbus thrown On her the centred angel of the vision. |
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