I Held a Jewel
I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep
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My Love in Her Attire
My love in her attire doth show her wit,
It doth so well become her:
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The Clod & the Pebble
Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care;
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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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My True Love Has My Heart
My true-love hath my heart and I have his,
By just exchange one for the other given;
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Alms
My heart is what it was before,
A house where people come and go
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know;
His house is in the village, though.
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I Sing
I sing to use the waiting
My bonnet but to tie,
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Beauty and Love
Beauty and love are all my dream;
They change not with the changing day;
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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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