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Quotes from At the Gate of the Convent — Alfred Austin

1835–1913 England

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If Nature built by rule and square,
Than man what wiser would she be?
What wins us is her careless care,
And sweet unpunctuality.

At the Gate of the Convent (1885)

In vain would science scan and trace
Firmly her aspect. All the while,
There gleams upon her far-off face
A vague unfathomable smile.

At the Gate of the Convent (1885)

Doth Nature draw me, 'tis because,
Unto my seeming, there doth lurk
A lawlessness about her laws,
More mood than purpose in her work.

At the Gate of the Convent (1885)

My virgin sense of sound was steeped
In the music of young streams;
And roses through the casement peeped,
And scented all my dreams.

At the Gate of the Convent (1885)

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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Alfred Austin (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.