If You Were Coming In The Fall
If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
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We Are Seven
A simple child...
That lightly draws its breath
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Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIV
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
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The Grave
The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
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There is a Lady Sweet and Kind
There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never a face so pleased my mind;
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O Mistress Mine
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
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Music, When Soft Voices Die
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory --
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Hope is a Thing With Feathers
Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
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Still to be Neat
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast;
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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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