Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race;
Ah, what the form divine.
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Who Ever Felt as I
Mother, I cannot mind my wheel;
My fingers ache, my lips are dry.
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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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Attend the fragrant-blossomed Muses' lovely gifts.
Enjoy, girls, and dance to the clear melodious lyre.
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Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
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The Rose of Sharon
I am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.
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She Comes Not
She comes not when Noon is on the roses--
Too bright is Day.
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When We Two Parted
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
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Eulalie
I dwelt alone
In a world of moan
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Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
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