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Nicholson & Lee, eds.  The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
  
266. The Beloved
By Katherine Tynan Hinkson  (b. 1861)
  
BLOW gently over my garden,
  Wind of the Southern sea,
In the hour that my Love cometh
  And calleth me!
My Love shall entreat me sweetly,        5
  With voice like the wood-pigeon;
‘I am here at the gate of thy garden,
  Here in the dawn.’
 
Then I shall rise up swiftly
  All in the rose and grey,       10
And open the gate to my Lover
  At dawning of day.
He hath crowns of pain on His forehead,
  And wounds in His hands and feet;
But here mid the dews of my garden       15
  His rest shall be sweet.
 
Then blow not out of your forests,
  Wind of the icy North;
But Wind of the South that is healing
  Rise and come forth!       20
And shed your musk and your honey,
  And spill your odours of spice,
For one who forsook for my garden
  His Paradise!

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