To Mary
I sleep with thee and wake with thee
And yet thou art not there;
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Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race;
Ah, what the form divine.
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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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How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
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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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Song
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
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To Earthward
Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
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The Ragged Wood
O, hurry, where by water, among the trees,
The delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh,
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Alms
My heart is what it was before,
A house where people come and go
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Die Lorelei
I know not its significance
Yet, sadness is in my mind ...
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