Love And A Question
A stranger came to the door at eve,
And he spoke the bridegroom fair.
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The Rose of Sharon
I am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.
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I Gave Myself To Him
I gave myself to him
And took himself for pay.
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My River
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
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Music, When Soft Voices Die
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory --
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Sweet Disorder
A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:
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There is a Lady Sweet and Kind
There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never a face so pleased my mind;
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The Sorrow of Love
The quarrel of the sparrow in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
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Proud of my Broken Heart
Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it.
Proud of the pain, I did not feel ‘till thee.
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For some we loved
For some we loved, the loveliest and the best
That from His vintage rolling Time hath pressed,
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