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ARNOLD AND PRE-RAPHAELITE GROUPmade him a Socialist. Here is Hope Dieth: LoveLiveth, Of the Three Seekers, the beautiful Message ofthe March Winds, Iceland First Seen, Love Fulfilled,and the surprising and entrancing Meeting in Winter:They shall open, and we shall seeThe long street litten scantilyBy the long stream of light beforeThe guest-hall's half-open doorAnd our horses' bells shall ceaseAs we reach the place of peace ;Thou shalt tremble, as at lastThe worn threshold is o'er-past,And the firelight blindeth thee :Trembling shalt thou cling to meAs the sleepy merchants stareAt thy cold hands slim and fair,Thy soft eyes and happy lipsWorth all lading of their ships.O my love, how sweet and sweetThat first kissing of thy feet,When the fire is sunk alow,And the hall made empty nowGroweth solemn, dim and vast!O my love, the night shall lastLonger than men tell thereof,Laden with our lonely love !Few poets have written so abundantly, unless it beSpenser, on so few notes, in so narrow a range ofmoods, and yet written perhaps nothing that is quiteempty and nothing that anyone but a poet could havewritten.And then came Swinburne; his unnoticed QueenMother and Rosamond (1860) following The Defence ofGuenevere by four years, while between them andthe appearance of the more decisive Atalanta in Calydon111