To Earthward
Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
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Annabel Lee
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
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The Hour Glass
Consider this small dust, here in the glass,
By atoms moved:
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Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIII
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
The love I bear thee, finding words enough,
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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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The Lake
In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
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My Love Is Like to Ice
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How come it then that this her cold is so great
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John Anderson, my Jo
John Anderson, my Jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
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Hyacinth
I am in love with him
To whom a hyacinth is dearer
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I Have No Life But This
I have no life but this,
To lead it here;
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