The Banks Of Bonnie Doon
Yon banks and hills of bonnie Doon,
How can you bloom so fresh and fair?
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To Earthward
Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
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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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I have loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain
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I Have No Life But This
I have no life but this,
To lead it here;
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The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
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Bereft
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
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Never Blows So Red
I sometimes think that never blows so red
The rose as where some buried Caesar bled.
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Ebb
I know what my heart is like
Since your love died:
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One Day I Wrote Her Name
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
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