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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Come Fill The Cup
Come, fill the cup, and in the fire of spring
Your winter garment of repentance fling.
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I have loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain
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My Pretty Rose Tree
A flower was offered to me:
Such a flower as May never bore.
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A Song Of Love
Hey, rose, just born
Twin to a thorn;
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Tell me not, Sweet,
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind
For, from the nunnery
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The Clod & the Pebble
Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care;
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When We Two Parted
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
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I Sing
I sing to use the waiting
My bonnet but to tie,
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To a Stranger
Passing stranger! you do not know
How longingly I look upon you,
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