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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
The Warrior to His Dead Bride
By Adelaide Anne Procter (1825–1864)
IF in the fight my arm was strong
  And forced my foes to yield,
If conquering and unhurt I come
  Back from the battle-field—
It is because thy prayers have been        5
  My safeguard and my shield.
Thy heart, my love, still beats in Heaven
  With the same love divine
That made thee stoop to such a soul,
  So hard, so stern, as mine—        10
My eyes have learnt to weep, Beloved,
  Since last they look’d on thine.
I hear thee murmur words of peace,
  Thro’ the dim midnight air;
And a calm falls from the angel stars        15
  And soothes my great despair—
The heavens themselves look brighter, Love,
  Since thy sweet soul is there.

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