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A PASTORAL.

LEIGHTON'S PICTURE—ROYAL ACADEMY, 1867.

THERE, where our fingers meet,
That is the true note, Sweet :
Lean your head, so, on my breast,
For the full deep tone ;
Let the white on the brown hand rest,
Fairest, mine own.
Folded in rose-leaf mouth,
Honey secure from drouth ;
Blessed are these among reeds,
By the flower-breath fed :
Jealous Pan from his place of weeds
Thrusts forth his head.