It's Such a Little Thing
It's such a little thing to weep,
So short a thing to sigh;
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Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
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Attend the fragrant-blossomed Muses' lovely gifts.
Enjoy, girls, and dance to the clear melodious lyre.
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Die Lorelei
I know not its significance
Yet, sadness is in my mind ...
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Maybe
Maybe he believes me, maybe not.
Maybe I can marry him, maybe not.
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To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
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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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To the Virgins, Make Much of Time
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying,
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Of Pearls and Stars
The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
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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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