Ah, My Beloved
Ah, my beloved, fill the cup that clears
Today of past regrets and future fears;
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Love And A Question
A stranger came to the door at eve,
And he spoke the bridegroom fair.
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Gone
Everybody loved Chick Lorimer in our town,
Far off
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A Birthday
My heart is like a singing bird
Whose heart is in a watered shoot.
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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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Eulalie
I dwelt alone
In a world of moan
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The Grave
The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
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To a Stranger
Passing stranger! you do not know
How longingly I look upon you,
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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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The Dream
Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care;
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