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ENOCH ARDEN.
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Was master: then would Philip, his blue eyesAll flooded with the helpless wrath of tears,Shriek out ‘I hate you, Enoch,’ and at thisThe little wife would weep for company,And pray them not to quarrel for her sake,And say she would be little wife to both.
 But when the dawn of rosy childhood past,And the new warmth of life’s ascending sunWas felt by either, either fixt his heartOn that one girl; and Enoch spoke his love,But Philip loved in silence; and the girlSeem’d kinder unto Philip than to him;But she loved Enoch; tho’ she knew it not,And would if ask’d deny it. Enoch setA purpose evermore before his eyes,To hoard all savings to the uttermost,To purchase his own boat, and make a homeFor Annie: and so prosper’d that at lastA luckier or a bolder fisherman,
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