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CONFESSIONS.
3.
That lane sloped, much as the bottles do,
From a house you could descry
O'er the garden-wall: is the curtain blue
Or green to a healthy eye?

4.
To mine, it serves for the old June weather
Blue above lane and wall;
And that farthest bottle labelled "Ether"
Is the house o'er-topping all.

5.
At a terrace, somewhat near its stopper,
There watched for me, one June,
A girl: I know, sir, it 's improper,
My poor mind 's out of tune.

6.
Only, there was a way . . you crept
Close by the side, to dodge
Eyes in the house, two eyes except:
They styled their house "The Lodge."