My Love Is Like to Ice
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How come it then that this her cold is so great
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To the Virgins, Make Much of Time
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying,
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For Each Ecstatic Instant
For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay.
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The Grave
The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
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How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
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A Charm Invests a Face
A charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld.
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Come Fill The Cup
Come, fill the cup, and in the fire of spring
Your winter garment of repentance fling.
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The Heart Asks
The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain;
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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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Reluctance
Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
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