And down I went to fetch my bride:
But, Alice, you were ill at ease;
This dress and that by turns you tried,
Too fearful that you should not please.
I loved you better for your fears,
I knew you could not look but well;
And dews, that would have fall'n in tears,
I kiss'd away before they fell.

Author: Alfred Tennyson

And down I went to fetch my bride:<br />But, Alice, you were ill at ease;<br />This dress and that by turns you tried,<br />Too fearful that you should not please.<br />I loved you better for your fears,<br />I knew you could not look but well;<br />And dews, that would have fall'n in tears,<br />I kiss'd away before they fell. - Alfred Tennyson

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