Heart, We Will Forget Him
Heart, we will forget him,
You and I, tonight!
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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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I Never Lost As Much
I never lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod.
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Bereft
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
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The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
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Never Blows So Red
I sometimes think that never blows so red
The rose as where some buried Caesar bled.
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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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One Day I Wrote Her Name
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
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My River
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
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The Heart Asks
The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain;
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