She Tells Her Love
She tells her love while half asleep,
In the dark hours,
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The Grave
The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
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Mag
I wish to God I never saw you, Mag.
I wish you never quit your job and came along with me.
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The Heart Asks
The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain;
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A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
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Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
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Love Not Me
Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
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I Sing
I sing to use the waiting
My bonnet but to tie,
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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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Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race;
Ah, what the form divine.
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