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P. BLOOMFIELD

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(BALLIOL)

SECOND-BEST

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I would sail all alone up the stream,

Since you are far away, dear brother;

I would sail alone, and rather dream

Of you, than change thoughts with another.

Now May is come so beautiful, so blue,

And the chestnuts and the willows are green

Again … then, since I may not be near you,

Dear brother, let me sail alone, unseen,

'Neath the overhanging buds, past rushes

Where the white, graceful swan sits on her nest,

Hear the song of the ripples and thrushes

And be with solitude … the second-best.

All alone up the stream would I sail,

Think of your smile, and your voice, and eyes,

Fear you were out of a fairy-tale,

Paint your vision, brother, in the skies.