Shall I Compare Thee, (Sonnet XVIII)
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate:
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It's all I have to bring to-day
It's all I have to bring to-day,
This, and my heart beside,
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You Left Me
You left me, sweet, two legacies, -
A legacy of love
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Song
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
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She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
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Dear Chains
Rose-maiden, no, I do not quarrel
With these dear chains, they don't demean.
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What If I Say
What if I say I shall not wait!
What if I burst the fleshly Gate-
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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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Hope is a Thing With Feathers
Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
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The Lake
In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
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