...nor slave nor free ! Where does the fault lie? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be? IX I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs, — your part my part In life, for good and ill. x. Catch your soul's warmth, — I...

...free ! Where does the fault lie? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be? IX. I would I coulri adopt your will, See with your eyes, and set my heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs, — your part my part In life, for good and ill. X. No. I yearn upward, touch you close,...

...nor slave nor free! Where does the fault lie? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be? IX. I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs,— your part, my part In life, for good and ill. X. No. I yearn upward, touch you close,...

...— nor slave nor free ! Where does the fault lie ? what the core Of the wound, since wound must be ? I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs — your part, my part In life, for good and ill. No. I yearn upward — touch you close,...

...complete identification of oneself with the beloved person. Savs the speaker in " Two in the Campagna " : "I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs — your part my part In life, for good and ill." The husband in " By the Fireside "...

...nor slave nor free ! Where does the fault lie ? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be ? IX. I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs, — your part my part In life, for good and ifi. X. No. I yearn upward, touch you close,...

...nor slave nor free ! Where does the fault lie? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be ? IX. I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs, — your part my pan In life, for good and ill. X No. I yearn upward, touch you close,...

...nor slave nor free ! Where does the fault lie? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be ? IX. I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs, — your part my part. In life, for good and ill. x No. I yearn upward, touch you close,...

...nor slave nor free! Where does the fault lie? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be ? IX. I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs,— your part my parr In life, for good and ill. X No. I yearn upward, touch you close,...

...nor slave nor free! Where does the fault lie ? What the core O' the wound, since wound must be ? IX. I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes,...heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs,—your part my part In life, for good and ill. X No. I yearn upward, touch you close,...