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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Bereft
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
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A Song Of Love
Hey, rose, just born
Twin to a thorn;
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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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Dear Chains
Rose-maiden, no, I do not quarrel
With these dear chains, they don't demean.
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Song
Go and catch a falling star,
Get with child a mandrake root,
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The Sorrow of Love
The quarrel of the sparrow in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
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To Mary
I sleep with thee and wake with thee
And yet thou art not there;
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Evening Song
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea;
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