Come Fill The Cup
Come, fill the cup, and in the fire of spring
Your winter garment of repentance fling.
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Why Is The Rose So Pale
Oh Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
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Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race;
Ah, what the form divine.
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To lose Thee
To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
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So We'll Go No More A-roving
So, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
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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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She Tells Her Love
She tells her love while half asleep,
In the dark hours,
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To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
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The Lake
In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
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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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