Beauty and Love
Beauty and love are all my dream;
They change not with the changing day;
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A Red, Red Rose
O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
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Shall I Compare Thee, (Sonnet XVIII)
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate:
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know;
His house is in the village, though.
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Brown Penny
I whispered, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
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Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
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To Mary
I sleep with thee and wake with thee
And yet thou art not there;
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The Rose of Sharon
I am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.
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If You Were Coming In The Fall
If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
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Song
Go and catch a falling star,
Get with child a mandrake root,
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