Eulalie
I dwelt alone
In a world of moan
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For Each Ecstatic Instant
For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay.
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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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I Never Lost As Much
I never lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod.
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Die Lorelei
I know not its significance
Yet, sadness is in my mind ...
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Sonnet CXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love,
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Tell me not, Sweet,
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind
For, from the nunnery
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My River
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
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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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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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