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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
The Old Love and the New
By Andrew Lang (1844–1912)
HOW oft I’ve watched her footstep glide
  Across the enamelled plain,
And deemed she was the fairest bride
  And I the fondest swain!
How oft with her I’ve cast me down        5
  Beneath the odorous limes,
How often twined her daisy crown,
  In the glad careless times!
By that old wicket ne’er we meet
  Where still we met of yore,        10
But I have found another sweet
  Beside the salt sea-shore:
With sea-daisies her locks I wreathe,
  With sea-grass bind her hands,
And salt and sharp’s the air we breathe        15
  Beside the long sea-sands!
Mine old true love had eyes of blue,
  And Willow! was her song;
Sea-green her eyes, my lady new,
  And of the East her tongue.        20
And she that’s worsted in the strife,
  A southland lass is she;
But she that’s won—the Neuk o’ Fife,
  It is her ain countrie!
No more the old sweet words we call,        25
  These kindly words of yore,—
“Over!” “Hard in!” “Leg-bye!” “No ball!”
  Ah now we say “Two more;”
And of the “Like” and “Odd” we shout,
  Till swains and maidens scoff;        30
“The fact is, Cricket’s been bowled out
  By that eternal Golf!”

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