My River
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
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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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To Earthward
Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
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Annie Laurie
Maxwelton's hills are bonnie
Where early falls the dew
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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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It's Such a Little Thing
It's such a little thing to weep,
So short a thing to sigh;
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Of Pearls and Stars
The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
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Evening Song
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea;
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A Friend Like You
There's lots of things
With which I'm blessed,
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If I May Have It
If I may have it when it’s dead
I will contented be;
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