Who Ever Felt as I
Mother, I cannot mind my wheel;
My fingers ache, my lips are dry.
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There are little traits that keep me bound...
I think of nothing else save the bright face of my lady-
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Sweet Disorder
A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:
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To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
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The Dream
Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care;
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The Sorrow of Love
The quarrel of the sparrow in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
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I Should Not Dare
I should not dare to leave my friend,
Because if he should die
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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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Evening Song
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea;
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Wild Nights
Wild nights. Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
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