saith the Worl

y and youth sa

er continuet

im, is the dark ha

n neither la

myself in Sprin

ken, shalt not r

bosom

answere

aith my Soul, p

f fear and hope,

he past doth w

ld, a moth is

thy bud, thy

ockcrow, at morni

om shall come an

thou a

answere

saith my God

h after the l

vine, new figs o

th turtle in

it for Me, trust

, night is past

, My spouse, thou

answere

M

er. What

much is o

s we toiled

aves are ga

eat is gar

hed. What i

ished known

nished; time

low field l

uds be alway

es. What

es reckone

bloom where n

the bramb

kening sun s

ter wind bl

den teem w

ROGRESS, AND O

NCE'S P

et gums and

ossom of bl

urs go and

sleepeth, wa

one whose co

e bride

I wait, come h

Prince comes, who

, 'there's a mo

d. Sleep, drea

ay): 'we've mu

ream tha

d palace the st

ease on cus

lay his staf

start? the bride

s at full; I t

tart in

irst, true voi

ride in her ma

through glare an

me asleep

he watches in

tient for

lilies and

oop, will the

im lilies han

s scanty, thei

ze out, and let

lossom and

e poppies gro

wait for swe

ud-coats hai

ds swell, one da

r death-cups d

l open th

d sad voices

glad voices pi

fe is short,' they

e is sweet, use to-

t, and to-mo

weet, use

swept by, besee

nce with a flus

to stir a

n the joy of

imb if of p

ng at

et in the

n fields of n

Prince as ev

ith the car

de will be w

l of th

step, so me

loitered be

pail and re

milkmaid, ro

had journeyed

rst at th

ve me a morn

welcome,' she s

pail, new mi

s curly black

w that ever

ve you th

now, or wa

aid, or an

gan to glitt

one, but he sta

eamed as he l

my fee,'

e you a jew

ld is heavy

ve you a v

ork your bea

ike my kerc

white roun

he, 'but fix

u may give the f

under this

e idle day

I'll let

world

, but to lea

away, then he q

's sake he c

his own ro

windy heaven

re-cloven

is length in the

ed and talked

er hair in a

t shining in

a day and n

subtl

f night and th

left off hi

ung himself o

g of mavis a

put off its

ther-o

aisies here

re, and e

eful lark

towards the

oon set sol

in th

called the w

veillée: 'Heark

high goal, fl

ard, new mo

p when the nig

wait a sec

' sad glad v

alls and lies

loosed, O sle

ep whose end

s girt and the

lowness f

. The gras

ked in the d

s grew huele

aisy stood

back the so

rer in

chasm and

lackness on

ckled its tr

of rust to

ped on ston

urned

land, a lov

or nest on

ons jerked

ack iron, o

point sheer

pions i

either life

buildeth or f

aws living or

meth or g

eth, seek

stagn

volcanic

crust and blac

ribbed it ben

s molten cen

eaped it by

e bene

efore, untr

d for a soc

scanned the

labyrinth

ude that mad

wait

rock and ga

lf mere da

eered to ri

n his alter

hard that w

my lot

anges of d

ce dark to da

d wound towar

nt, and sti

ght he espi

disco

d from a yawn

ot eye from

d there of

ayfarer pl

enant were c

nce mig

sed and t

way from s

the cavern fla

ortal, crampe

g into a s

ld of tr

st atomy

ngers clutchi

nose all bon

g, sharp, su

eyes had sc

ight

ince, for the

asked with

traveller lo

here in yo

ntry the in

nty the

ned not to h

whistled as

in a quaver

wage is a

ught of mine

t work

ive from l

the hundred

re with a sl

y potion w

ife is simm

one thin

ain to lodge

air of bell

or my old h

llows and p

eam curls r

s boiled e

our choice o

you life i

mildewed f

elf I must d

rest may be

er you

e Prince, and th

iled on re

e bellows in

love and I w

y, why li

may fo

an to bubbl

cast in esse

ll up with a

silver and

a pinch of

ed th

steam curled

to day and da

cked, by his

essed by his

ss him, but D

ure t

hundredth

cut and finis

d the old wo

ort while he s

e stood as a st

ver a w

h the old cra

lipped, the dea

as the dead

instant,

eam, and quive

e dead o

ngredient

dead man mis

he Prince, h

d through the te

hat his hos

lled a

t,' though the P

rt with the

orrow I ri

ll of wind o

of Life when

rink to

d man stayed

he dead man in

ed, were he f

eeker who h

ce outside was

on the

ches, go bi

p, for the r

p who holde

wake and s

, one day h

sow the

blows a swee

and wither if

ws when the sw

lets it ope

ettle his

earned t

sleep the

s it sobbed

ke with a

f without mu

he saw green

d thou

k land was t

e the grim l

country stre

the lovely d

e phial of L

umed hi

ourses he t

est the kingfi

ields green

he red-brown f

ile for a dee

or a fel

ills not a

not many

l leaves, an

a second mai

flagon, and

our the

oved, and ap

b, but quic

e water-bed

r swept its b

med from the

ere, wat

e, and de

bbling, swel

orrents aft

ling, in whirl

weeping, t

swim for

ich way?-his

ing whirl-whic

us downshoot

ed in the la

t, and the g

ay?-whi

ht, a shout fr

way; here lie

tched in one

misses-catc

ip on the s

life?-is

without puls

ed from the

a willow

swelling tu

t the Brideg

hy sweet

nds do

es whispe

his hands'-'

ad, put his

ugh, one we

n, thou

ce was tend

ooze from his

s hands, and

s drooping head

es oped, an

et eye

face in a s

touch and a

ng tender voi

aters that s

rs by rug

wit

ad bird whis

t plays a game

s'-some take

s, dear lord

eeter if l

t in t

ed to weigh

more or less

at a youn

il and an a

rrow, whil

s of to-

st, sli

ours from f

till the la

s dwindli

whose die

st hou

ne-gone

n unretur

eath the mer

ear at the dy

o-day, yeste

nce fo

ngth the s

ds, and last

ss cries fr

iling voic

t-call to the

us the

ife?-the la

e?-the comin

promised s

mise, has no

-does she die?

oft h

-does she die?-

drooping

orn bird with

y vine wit

hereof the

down to-

t word the P

his tediou

stream where a

opposite bank

himself to st

taste

him a moun

rock on the v

h snows ince

ntle about its

h the wild goat

readth a

strong to d

ad withstoo

d a host wit

y youth and

pple though

es, O

ere the goat

eagle folds h

en line of l

n cannot war

t as a fl

ere seem

re barren

les tired up

s were left b

utmost pea

breath and his st

ed at l

face a va

laughed, wine,

t-trees their

ds made love

twinkled, and

hard t

wn the mo

n slope the

use for a

changing op

alace, till

dream

than in da

w though ne

goes and l

ate? does the

he open the

heart

grace! the p

to woo him

n, yet a lo

sed can be

rd is neve

love in

retched the

by a spice

ore, and his f

shold, all

ure laid a

ear Bride

g steps pause

or sleep?-th

ep now, or w

hed, she has

hwart the g

patie

golden por

comes to his

ld-stiff cu

on each othe

eekness, he

ears

r, the day

that comes th

vered, the

oming takes

t seen, to b

Bridegro

gures car

et make no

mell of spic

t burdened w

-song ris

torches

r love, too

te, to

d on the ro

led at t

ed dove upo

hout a m

ed princess

d, behind

s starving a

ade i

ago, five

year

ou had arri

somewha

d known her

you cannot

ountain woul

gone on

th wind woul

lt th

air now a

he was

for any k

-dust on

re poppies

ies she mu

veil to sh

want gra

hunger fed

ff the

saw her wi

th a

med never s

tossed

heeded wh

wreath, o

white brows

h her

hairs showe

d to be

eard her sp

es were

lated ju

was

t silent thr

rse of the

no hurry i

y in he

bliss drew

might run

have wept he

upon h

e should you

she i

love weep

her roya

e poppies t

ses are

e poppies,

n and s

DEN

o and l

ng ago

t three me

dista

s tall

was da

was fair

r than I

o and l

lucked the th

ay pulled

rds would s

beasts dr

ishes of t

rt up to

aret plucked

py hot

asts and a

the fi

more soft

y leaves

k morni

y leaves

aidens

strawber

said

aret can b

come wit

l and down

e windin

I are us

two fai

th inno

ll and do

the home

fairest sa

t like

sh-rose, l

heavenl

eathed as m

of blosso

as an i

cling

sat to si

ised her lu

eeped at

ownward ca

sped on t

turned aw

ched on th

ut its hea

warblin

etic plea

ot May w

he choic

h thyme-alt

ile day

se to pla

us rest

t maidens ne

rgaret

home to s

shed their c

tossed t

hings amon

hem here

iped a m

l waywa

as bird on

merry

oth the d

dsman from

g like

re to hea

ting lock

ther north

east n

down at Me

bird on

er with a s

ble not e

e tears int

out of h

d her, lis

heart out o

out of h

ot and puls

r song

oke up fro

ords and

oods have

skill

ve a wil

heart

tay or b

mused with

be first

here fairer

s my brig

cond where

r fair

lady of

hall wor

lady of

p to his

e kids and f

pherd from

g down

followed, l

hepherd's

neither ea

north no

ght down to

eet-singi

locks, his p

ng hill-s

self for w

song and swe

iden co

rinth of

s, ca

d as a dro

ed like

as the sh

hrough fo

like the

herself

keep her

and coo

es rang loud

athless on

, who list

speak or t

nce broke

e, and sprea

here an

eep and se

s which t

elf I o

ocks and

song hath m

ttered hea

dubiou

ves me as

curved wi

aret shines

but like

eggan makes

ke mine

we were sist

e brides

'Yes;' May

et stayed a

he sang

ilent, then

ers loit

y noon had

had waxe

e thought wi

rs loiter

d peered out

ent heart

a distant

ing of i

e garden slo

the gard

he rail and

as lightene

er lightn

of the hal

her glimme

ce lightened

wn is ro

ed with ma

ed into

e hill and d

hand and

e fire-flies

thus in

the night

f any one

complain

she her vo

ing th

she her vo

s were ne

d when Sprin

of all th

far, cour

amber-bitte

amain

rinces in

nd knight

crown upo

tre in h

ll at Marg

of all t

ghness be

st and bi

ring to th

n and ev

s of coun

her herd

r sheph

rds trooped a

e hill-s

feeble for

head t

wift and no

sang her sis

marriag

birds out

along t

ishes of

ing things

far and sa

lovel

ther frie

olden-be

ay to her

ilent wher

r angui

e clear voi

gest ech

up like a

d her for

ids were wo

rief M

o and l

IE C

Jessie

this once,

with you, ne

ate for you,

rging towa

ide the m

overtook

re the br

e, Jessi

you long an

with you, ne

no mate

areless, fe

her ans

she to ear

ted in t

heedless wi

at causi

maiden sh

for bliss

ago I to

you so

r way, and

own fr

t in with mo

the stret

almost in s

to take

ou take your

you unde

re not the

r plans a

or Madge, or

for Kate

to me the g

re not goo

together on

two a

waxed his u

nce almos

t one kind

Jessie C

proud to beg

e was in

as in her l

her a

ot, which mig

uld no

at he had g

s heart wa

one through

win he

s grandam w

ch from bey

an image

d with it

hut far d

y would not

ould hear an

n unked

r Jessie

t moaning, m

ave hastened

t higher, br

ave hastened

west was flu

feet are i

am, sweepi

linger at

r lamp to mak

she comes h

ore

together on

y, each

ome, was cl

out of

in the ch

rtled sea-g

urned her h

e darkenin

ere and neig

scream, as

eaming clef

all the

comes hom

home

step sound

re fo

ay search u

along the

ow where th

ds that

that breas

ves sw

ecret firs

ir dwe

tide so hemm

s pitil

y would have

y to

scorned hi

s flung t

him when h

ill ev

helped or h

s life or l

d sea, for

o voice

chers by

they heard

urgent; an

to say

s by the de

ell from m

d screams, b

for the

s out at se

pale gleam

ne as quick

t be hand

NG Q

e but th

e but th

go to

he bird

n the w

th a

robi

holly

f fres

budding

ng hi

green

sweet

isperi

sayeth

read n

well in

dwell

clear

ossy st

he sun

sha

heard

e far

far off

POOR

ou come, my dea

hair all fallen

s white as snow

as hollow as

er world I co

urled with dripp

old, whilst I

you shall kn

rrow into the

row, too soon

rm and well-co

ther year,

nged in a da

y love shrinks fr

urn away to

his eyes fr

ved you, my

r life, but li

ness I was r

all, which we

ved you; I l

tay where you

ve planted

waves, which th

e, then love

eed that I

I will lea

you rattling

e alone t

foot and deep

with a loa

for the fo

ur tears soak t

ur sobs wake m

y, far en

now till the

ORT

eauty in her

ope and joy an

her eyes lest t

nd chose the

self, towards oth

vants, little

asts trenched on h

self to sights a

oor and stricke

the least of a

own self learne

arthly gain bu

ll she chose an

for love of

silent angui

eep; but calmly

ft her; and the

upon her, wa

ains. In her h

I leave these

lls,-shall the Br

her breast she

, O gem of pr

tient voice an

ine amid a l

te with lovi

n thy head with

ith the saint

AM-

ve lies

ime of t

the

the tend

mbs come

s come bui

und ab

bushes a

oss th

a softer

aves cas

he hea

inds an

d and scar

wilight

est in t

ve lies

hall tell

ect su

ng forest

fect m

ripplin

fect s

of cheri

ours ro

the dr

silent

him to

h, in

are not s

ng and

like the

ve lies

er days a

g and d

perfec

s the

not loo

tes the

rably

erfec

h unto h

ough th

ect sile

or the

from east

earth's

her stat

ve lies

poppied

hadows

he sleep

ls the

, delicio

at hat

us in it

ose the

ched ev

annot to

ng finger

e first

will bud

dove,

to nest

W

y heart

ove, O

et me fal

live

once hear

ove, O

an's word

ld speak

y heart in

riendly

tical eye

set i

It is st

wait

e the sky

corn gr

t it down

t I did n

the speech

gement that

e not oft

nor questi

for corn-f

ith the si

heart in

od, O

heart in

seen, ju

as writte

d, O my

hy judgem

udge m

temned o

ed one he

t take Th

hin and

ith fire

ou its d

d it in

e can pluc

heart in

not die,

hy face

hou call

I have

t I am

u and I s

not ques

IN A C

in a co

rn begin

apers ar

one, rea

retty

chel, s

rian ca

sweethea

is he

does he

cross the

for

he deep

with t

was cur

eyes w

ed a mer

d a swe

is he

comes no

or to

ely wi

m hast

lag fo

e weep

ot weep

she m

awing

t she m

wake to-

ng wit

xing warm

sang w

g all to

wheat in

ay is br

wheat to

a fals

n the

heat gl

n the

wind

n the

friend

n the

wheat g

n the

mer heat

er wind

friend ha

er wheat

akes an

heat, clas

d for maid

wheat to

false fa

of full no

hem at th

dog woke up

snake hid

ood thickest,

adows as

g men and

wn where t

drank and w

from toil

eapers took

ickles

ng a seco

g seemed t

oes the

we but

swallo

s out t

, turn back swall

ent the

te to

r note

r chanc

, sunny swallow,

the s

t things

gs go th

e must

good bye swallo

s Marian rai

e noddin

s sweeter th

ike one wh

s sweeter th

e noddin

while they

ho hopes a

an the hai

n the fros

through da

deli

eep no pang

row bid t

s who sit a

thy

rk or lig

s it cold

el the green

or

rm or col

it cold l

eath, witho

like

omes to

find her

omes to

find her

mes the

t find h

ar his cu

breast

'S WIN

wind of

lits t

from the

as it

bin red

here h

n to feel

him of yo

wind in

es float

ned to tur

drippin

aws swell t

rivers swe

winter

sant it

ind of w

kins dr

aterpill

reen and

se of nest-b

-buds by

to think

and nuts

e gusts

-tree blos

ged-in orc

e south

ees and

ls white

s and pea

showers si

ings the

re scent

ings wax and

ning dayli

he hyaci

lags warm

he hawth

blades of

ind of s

the red

fresh bl

first le

se and y

rose choi

ottage ca

e whit

ast of sc

e pelting

s lightning-cl

en grown

s are toss

s strange

n the ba

e away

rching Au

lds bow

n round val

ills out

es drop lo

ss on th

ts of the

witheri

wind of

vy-head

their ben

from th

golden i

green and

orth a pur

sh rosy-

g blast

e equ

p in his

ocean

ships on

plunges

r mothers'

were safe

wind of

forms an

orld come

he fog

om their sa

op with e

rustling,

damp

all, D

sands nea

the shor

ils t

s bleak

last le

k the nigh

back th

EEN OF

, Flora, tha

ogether, you

the pa

the Queen

ou with a scru

thom these you

t them a

are secr

ffle; shuffle

ng, shuffling, p

vain fore

still fa

nce, prepense;

instinct seemed

uld be one

nd searched

ce; I made a

back, and kept

h anoth

me in the

lubs assumed b

dint that s

h, not of

me to m

e to puzzle

kill, or craft,

indeed

al af

E

l you when

mpid days

hs were bu

s looked wi

se and vei

ssful tur

g birds made

with right

you when t

Autumn sheave

parted hea

joicing sun

s in the d

had lost

em those d

me back

hey meet? I

n they shal

me day in

wait, one wa

sea of deat

yesterda

ask them, '

shall ans

D'S-E

croak,

e Raven

n his cro

as hoars

m and f

Bridegroo

im and

minous eye

ak, croak

led from

fatal bl

heard or

pon the h

with lives

p,' croaked

ride mount

r forei

wave-ed

nds gaze

e glitter

ld clasp o

now we have

ld kiss ou

across

ship s

n flags at

ome-wind

aven si

ng and

roaking, cr

con-fire bl

tch; the Bride

ped sand

ring-tide bi

watchf

oped and w

is ship, t

celess freig

eems long

ind, wax st

Raven per

ks and doe

notono

om his ir

her, no

e a sable

here ocea

s what he k

and

atch worn a

ht an

ift ship o

ride and

es the brid

all ship

sight

er shor

grief lou

dreadfu

ain though

er there i

instead o

esperat

after

knows th

rished in

a queen

her roya

went up

-foam chill

a-depth bla

m that is

down, al

s and sp

ones and

all, one

ugh stress

rocks, or

Raven k

not disclo

a day

l bells c

year a

room is br

und, faith

ride is f

nous Ra

black an

HT

hy lot bef

der whe

but a flas

nsito

barren waste

hou do when

thou rest

hy bed to

the fal

leaves are lo

the baby at

ed it on

l rest my

h the thou

d to rest

the baby wi

it with h

o sadder mu

h that bu

elsewhere ca

note, my ma

der nest

hou ne'er

m the da

y nest of s

y paleness

am fa

y coldness

thee ba

twilight ba

ot answer

ed her f

he pang of s

with woun

s very sou

d his baby

y to he

go, the lov

will ne

own, how dea

teaze me, t

d,' he sai

hand there bl

before

ng she, as

g she, my ro

me day

r tremble

ens, my

reddens in m

e like a s

e wither

thy spicèd g

bare Au

e store of ha

love, true

a love

haste: but w

ew again

joy-yea, tra

her, poor

her her

d trampled i

? nay, not

but from a

and dream

we ev

wift-paced hor

d her eye

eaven: 'Does G

DR

nn

m (for once I

gether in a

two swift-winged

se and courtin

ill a broadenin

and a ravenou

ht, too fond to

fe and love an

mes fell flutteri

plumage flecked w

ght I turned tow

ne; while rustl

d which bore

eous bleat of

ING

ill are pr

nd well

ud of wi

I kn

re than cur

pretty,

d sallo

dge along

t need

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ill can tr

lute-lik

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to June t

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steps de

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oses ar

lies are

oman exal

it gives

so sweet

straighte

were as r

but one

flush in l

winter gro

he flaunt

it away

red o

she erec

the race he

er away in

Y M

me Maggie, you mus

the Manor now

a babe, as there

tle lord or l

ls you, my sail

d turn white like

as I turned once

you and ship an

ellow, when we

ler's Nancy tol

e merry life i

yfellow drown

d have fainted, b

d at the momen

my wail of des

ousin, brothe

oked so pale-s

n passing to soot

sed a ringle

and now I am

, Philip, and l

on and gold f

I sit in the

un red roses b

ose of roses

more than the

im fast with t

ith the eyel

fie,' and his sis

s cried 'shame' fr

when they only

ent when the

Philip? Philip

when we played

et-me-nots bloo

ich the mill-whe

then sure I'

a score of s

t on high day

sceptre for

lor, Philip, wea

land and at ho

st you may fro

g do you ofte

lady in a sh

white through hav

I think of you

ish myself a

OULD I

or a heart of flesh

art of stone ice-c

small, of all hear

for words, if only

isery my spirit

your own way, I have

or tears, not smile

rk clean, and to tha

ingrain and to m

BO

h the gro

the livin

the sound

all not cou

adows as

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ckoned of

very lit

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MM

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ever

days

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heat-field

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pendul

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k beetles tra

s fly in

caterpil

time b

grow fat a

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reen nut

day in th

a month

a day a

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s drone

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ne-I dwell

river flows d

ith flas

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angs, le

eighted boats wh

ces bea

aidens swell the

sing, entr

t, but f

hivering, sno

wind flags

lie becalmed in

rand, where I

ke singing ech

not hear

solitary s

, rough autumn

shall it

into this unc

no ki

it whil

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ree a

ort pa

h, in dreamless s

is all a gro

by thund

aves and acorns

my ferti

goodly heads,

eb blocks al

wn and foolis

der wary

angs a rainbow

ughs green

reatures guess

not mar

to see the sma

ees shake-for a

n where

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mong the w

ains in the ful

den sing

d maiden, w

eep with rest an

my river

oat and

es away

ey say: 'S

e a beacon, o

hey say:

nce among the g

hey say:

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ace, hand

ack gale, to the

re not in

e no

y creaks

very lonesome,

OST'S

step coming: lo

falling, the w

eth across

step coming; O

ashes, the whi

th across t

ised that he

-morrow, in

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sed that he w

given; from e

is word, and m

p, my sweet

ber, who nee

hour, in do

here awhile

ping, for one

dow to find

rk, and befo

ing; and one

ed and wept t

ght, and bef

ping; and on

weeping fo

footstep clim

nding out on

oor like a

oor, and in

er? In the

band: the doo

but you

e night-dew: so

stray lamb f

but you

ar me-sit here

ame burnt in

n your head

you, kind wife

ter that yo

ter my clasp

adow, come fr

ie, but no t

which have she

w there, but no

e for my wif

st if you w

hour; I h

ears where

st if you w

leeping while yo

weeping so

's me! for thi

orrow!-oh bla

that you ke

used so t

east wind-why,

n you, whom I

nd of flesh

other I left,

d, accountin

u do there,

ollow? I'm fa

there?-what h

there I mus

enty: kind wi

with us-i

nd hath ma

ended, our h

leasure, and w

in, I'm fain

ent days are

ys are so

y my tears f

ase you, who ca

ith the pa

MO

n my bosom wh

my heart whe

alone, even

nd noth

or to face th

e-I faced th

f self-regard o

and last

rfect balance

y hand disturbe

it wanting: not

nt made

hoice I made; I

hoice I made an

idol: I have

en for onc

t a blow, I

eep heart where

nch by inch; th

in which I

m whereinto

mysel

blessed memor

y life

mes and goes-oh

its nip-

e bloodless li

vish

orce entrance h

d yet not

face I no mor

my kne

y worn life's

ere with c

w it will be

e're t

AL PR

escended, decked with

peasant with her b

ike the sun, and am

uards behind, tw

ther hand, they g

must not coo-eagle

ast up perfumes, a

oreign spices, with

out of season a

ost in mirrors, wh

self to left hand,

ry figure, self-

ivory chair h

her's chair, which

ft and upright,

ne by night, alon

her give me treasure

y mother! have y

ty princess,

mplished in all ki

ng right hand world

h his neighbours, he

princes follow whe

liant lords whom

vulture swoops, whe

th of armies and to

urteous servant, no

up his strength set

attle, head of ho

hese for breeding, wit

oads, canals; som

ines beneath sharp

asts in lands where

my heart, and whel

men and women, hu

en with souls, though

glad that night, ou

ceful head I marke

at the fare seemed

sole princess in m

gentlemen stood b

I look old and ha

my ladies all are

d, to every one love's

ey sleep by night; ah

nd women sang tha

in pairs and sets,

windy fall as

torches to my cha

olden chain; meantime

alling chains whether

scented milk, de

ings for my delight,

silver lamp, and

eek went by. One d

, women, children,

gs are howling in th

y my door, not thi

th, ungarnished

the background, not

most sense to catch

out grazing like c

must be saved even

rry laugh, each st

lad I reared and bo

maid as sweet and wh

llowed softly with

soldiers have been

rn ruffians who make f

answered: 'They made f

ate coach, well aime

the soldiers, for this

r old fool with a

a girl had snatched

ome one raised him, it

luge,' was retor

of life, they must w

ey're welcome to my b

ng: stand up. Said m

mother comes to sit

nd who but you her

all I touch my har

ng guard below befo

last gold stitch i

tand and read some

ulling sort in words

fan me while I wai

ather's voice in sh

steel: 'Charge agai

nd to hand; smite and s

t at the gate, high v

lected light lit t

faggots, then I he

h your meat, sit and bak

us starve,' one s

and roast with your

ill I do, while m

e spun gold, but n

and gems, and rain

y lap, a king's ra

people, will stand fa

, queen, and princess

o buy them bread, tak

rish; they to-day

rish; that's the g

e the world, rend b

earned which is dea

perish; in the n

I FO

t on this sid

hing: you mus

t and

tch with him a

et in peace

ing: follow, f

ul and

ad the way he

OF VA

nn

for pleasure

e for glory

bringeth sorro

the last bri

sinking heart

till the migh

ing the sun a

own the stars l

e men shall

h their weight

en shall lie

shall rise up

young shall an

o another: H

E

s breaking for

ugh, I sport an

solitary

ce in silenc

reaking for a

ter frosts

s pair e

out, for sprin

, while spring i

while nests ar

e own heart that

breaketh for

olden i

s rise

ud, for spring

oved, save only

love and joy, b

ss, who play th

reaking for a

ives wake

t thins h

ng that sets t

f with skill

elf like an

rustling show

reaking for a

outs gree

emary an

spring the sa

ints in glory g

ngels read it

to another f

breaking for a

er things

and sing

kes and clothes an

t: 'Take patienc

gel: 'Wait, for

st, true life i

-broken for a

hall fill t

make fat

ilds new heaven an

AND

eet. One day i

our eyes

d flowers blow,

tting bu

long above our

appy lark that

pring is fleet

the wax

sits in our a

od. One day it

then liv

hile: so not t

aves droppin

foamy lashing

kened bean-fields

ks of go

se stubble clo

risk, asle

OR

bird com

Adam a

or was shut

sat down

not Eve'

did t

nk not Ad

dove m

beast co

he thorny

horny this

m Eden'

k not

s strengt

nocent lo

e done

preached f

lamb fro

amb a

hers sent

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sit at

o gaze

e weepe

rrow a

ee my s

ken al

the fruit

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Adam to

den flower

g their sw

me to te

of Life

lvefold-

y tree th

eeply

the tree

ou but sa

my b

ave pined

none

have let

n our

ting m

all p

e, sad

who mus

ot a

tterest fr

, husband

eyes, r

I should

slain hi

o must di

able

e sat w

ve our

ne lay

y his b

t and l

iteous

ar he

t his

aside hi

paused i

d his whea

le wagged

umin

gle ga

cloud s

on thy

to mount

ped upon

n perche

his r

es in th

ble n

sympath

-bird left

els knel

preca

rt's tears

the wist

es with a

deso

g grief

serpent i

ng and

evil grin

out with

AND

ove from gre

re Autum

t leaves ar

d one lov

rt's to

cold, love

y love on

te Summe

t frost beg

d one lov

ove an

apart in d

y love-al

s should

at this coul

it come

weet lo

bitter gr

ARM

stood at

the North

ambs came fr

y things w

id with sh

ky kine w

kerchief

rm showed

pread witho

s frank an

d into a

a count

t fond lov

not wise

cally r

less for

n time wit

church-be

apped time w

it with he

studied note

practise

minute out

lent for

pail, and c

ing milk

comely mi

o fresh a

o you,' at

her head to

she said wit

ooked soft

hile she milk

e cow he

nd ladies plu

a sweete

sweeter fr

in homel

ant face an

t yet for

have passed si

th a sob

have come an

g sets in

a mind to

for once f

work upo

it done

n by the e

ith shriek a

bluff North

he sprouti

aste patch

and tend

scarce-blown

ose leaves

lambs leap a

heir patie

point in a

thoughts

ave passed fo

have passed

y rose is

y or to

farmhouse

and keeps

uld show a

, my way

ERE OR

other there m

seen, the voi

t not yet-nev

swer to

other, may be

d sea, clean

dering moon, b

s her nigh

other, may be

wall, a hedg

last leaves of

a turf g

CH

an lam

een night

their wo

arefu

n nestl

night

th their mo

y break

field

ight on

m soft sle

d fo

TALK I

were a pl

small acc

ok down on

and go to

be not qui

ld see the ne

s nest for

rough perhap

d down; ah,

st that it

r change of

ls, reconcil

you to chir

out on ac

ou dainty b

o happy b

happy throug

ld feel, and

ne season

ke merry whi

e day there

ad blossomed

triumphant

icleer I'd

little neig

uld sit and

hening days o

u wearied o

you should sp

bough; I'd s

breaking o

he chickens

proud pate

h housewife

hoicer bil

embryo coa

feathers sof

nd strong from

warblings in

forth to soa

last an Ap

summer fre

we part and

uld bring me

our happy

FOR

rose-bud

y paren

art too

the earth

d charms

hill damp

skylark

e broad

ess in th

me in thy

o soon s

eet notes a

life's shi

have joy

he summe

he morni

shall loo

ame bird

R TH

the fathers upo

se of kee

den sum

e rose I

t guess

t my Mothe

me life

her, Mothe

er from

r pale a

ever was

ut scarce

ore than

I was

k her

ret bitt

ion of se

me under

my Mothe

from the

let me l

that cos

she will

others

es awake

not keep

I know o

his not

as sen

might spy

dhood waxed

t off chi

cared

illage boy

they thoug

so littl

so from t

the long

d the la

were small

ght flout an

ys would h

ish moon

treet vil

ile from

of wi

k one-si

a singl

itself

the comm

in its sm

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old-fashi

old-fashi

John Bul

man Frog

old-fashio

old-fashi

ady at

y at t

r than th

the ol

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ce must di

he's a l

s unmarr

ple say

s an o

in th

's the

sick and

once sa

erythin

my Lady'

s greatest i

mble to

r seeks

s help p

oth nigh

and you m

never feel

folk ca

a litt

e we cam

ewhere b

e a fore

ere we u

s merry a

g to fee

er folk

range wor

the for

know whe

rememb

tage on

s of flow

air forei

my old h

was ple

we made

re I g

and then

ng past

to Nurse

and pat

as alwa

he field-

ady to g

y in h

dom pu

rave and

sat to

t my par

w of some

e-seemin

ver talk

er or o

ed me ear

suspicio

uspiciou

as if she

ret I mi

rt for

I g

waxed ol

weak wi

me a cer

lay upo

her pals

s she gas

to stay

h a jerk

t so pi

e a rin

wrought

hich she

e day I

had sai

d it on

were keen

that slippe

ghed one ra

on with sig

o loved me

g I sta

corpse I

nted dead

me to lif

wn upon

ghbours

me back t

the sext

, my lad

it at

my Lady'

can't b

h by this

my Lad

ys open

up on

le as I

s had vexe

han this

to take h

s day a

eary be

he time w

ishing t

to pa

e friend w

I knew no

father n

hat shou

the sext

se yoursel

has dr

Hall into

nk she's c

for life

d not look

cheer up a

were like

ed round

my hol

as if I

nt as a

one kne

s my La

lady fro

come, or

at heart th

world se

just noth

that I c

tened whe

le cam

oice said

e her fir

e less o

so weak

d turned th

ep crossed

beside

r a word

my shy

ent more

id neve

r looked n

he must h

t go pi

y, my Lad

n a mort

ted one

se-clock w

to have

of a thin

at I oug

myself to

he said:

even loo

ng in her

tears to f

from me th

g not of

irring

ing new,

too sweet

never ca

and stare

showed h

ike mine w

ful fall

ned her li

eight was

had depth

they mus

a somet

hey were

tared, my

in her s

nd soft an

with a lo

er in m

e tried

she ought

ed, half fea

was in

ed a sig

n to tal

e was my d

ing's dear,'

new that s

poor life

y's tears dr

have been

had no c

have tol

I shall

ver shal

by me so

d so woe-

aid one

h a timi

inking wh

ing what

nt her fa

llow clos

was flun

ed me, s

heart wo

me where

is she o

me frui

es hothous

ights I

d often

do for h

y it was

come in at

ating an

must grow

he day se

seemed sc

did n

grew str

of pri

luck them i

of nestl

chirping ro

ll th

rass when I g

were wa

was work

e May-bu

ad shot

e felt

, and no

grew

oing to

y Lady'

riend,' she s

t her

id and

g pain

with a s

blushed

vant, child

ing at t

ervants cal

alls me '

ear voice m

chides whe

at; she ne

n people c

not often)

ith her

out when

o me and ma

s I read

e merely si

ed once m

me tell i

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she sho

been my fat

ther's, gi

nurse w

r in her

quite

ight know

s silent, a

hen peop

n speak

to be s

will stro

will pa

my Lady's

ng me t

he proud

struck with

wasn't t

any g

ing at

w come pry

seems

right dre

s me kee

ely as

when peo

o troub

of all he

es to k

imes do

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ing to bre

aters ar

s the goo

ys they m

longer t

y break

ve eyes

some li

my Lady'

lect sh

d blushed

story o

not imp

d it me

the actual

your coun

ss under

ast summe

orld was b

ose upon

not wh

nour like

my life

her, Mothe

her from al

you mig

hter with

I would

nourab

ave nob

was bre

ght up i

ot press

e me wher

t trust your

is thicker

e my moth

dy holds

descendi

s her lo

untrou

n may fil

could hi

n I am h

ke her q

t her in

th no c

ious hai

es on h

t world w

ger out

displease

a nine d

t world w

to speak o

s is wh

o more,

o speak

n of wha

blot pas

her nev

the tan

les out

rvant, alm

and nothi

side of

, in P

e with cl

in this

are lik

to face w

op for on

t drop the

dy pr

d pounds w

er I m

he can

besides

est in t

've heard

on't vouch

sed pound

nest ma

s and my

e rising g

erance

my wifel

I wait the

-bestowin

the hap

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h my exp

er than t

fall back

t mean t

ll be

times in

t goes

ld and

after thing

sant in

such

d neighbo

er and wi

of one a

one com

aby in

lown work

le short

my gent

my speci

my priva

and moil

est cotta

er need no

e here l

my Mot

her voice

s, yet n

share h

the serv

my back

the vill

vy me

and idle

mfort i

e the la

much of

the emph

h they la

tlemen

l glimp

n again

lets on

a word wi

and sting

am almo

that I w

s more

words to

er safe

ned of h

e past

ual bef

or has i

ry sleep

be so

not eq

the sle

ke a di

al in th

s an obvi

hing whic

itself b

death hal

my past;

e I bea

y dear o

me witho

y mistre

ther, what

uld almo

r for hi

times at

n sight of

curse h

he set h

ch at

r's fool

th shame t

ith somet

ng lie f

my mind

oint and

my lot u

o drug

nk it b

be wooed

blot ou

man's g

less as

is my

eless a

the da

l in the

y time t

ual bef

I feel

ow He m

m

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D AND R

has set

s a dead man

s, not one, tha

mine ev

itter

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deaf as ar

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of hope

s wer

k me: what ar

shoul

mentab

shoul

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, My Fe

r to Me and

en, trouble m

hy way

rise and op

nothing to t

to plead

hould pass the

entrea

wl for

eaf as tho

to

out upon hi

me in

that I sh

hou may

ace, yea troub

and chase the

all I no

thou dost

ong that voice

n to

ing in min

let M

ng wit

that I may c

ped, while the dar

bleed, se

bleed that br

doth blee

to

the brea

died

in silence a

eps echoing

ed m

ootsteps sl

he m

upon t

marked in blood

f blood fo

G B

t hang upon a

d, fo

now be barren,

ive me

forth fru

bear for me the

ng and

w have put forth

then m

r fruit be

haron, Cedar o

sweet

the vale with

usands

my feebl

O

nly love my

ds me love Hi

loom of all my

alf of life ha

is lopped that

how summer gl

rips me with i

with its fitf

asses then mu

y not pass a

ses spring shal

ing who weepeth

l wax who now

ing for love when

HOU NO

not: Lord, it

and not

ithin Thy glo

hrine, whi

t love me, L

is min

hee here

thy broken hea

well with me

eth not

esh and cheer

cheerful: w

sight and

, how

thee as

thy fainting h

trong,' to-day; bu

to-morro

st from toil, be

reen upon t

barren g

for s

ot die

for thee? Lea

IN WEL

gone; God b

worked; God

will from

yearnings

id the

stay; God

rest; God

heart tosse

rung with do

ex it

where Thou

day I plod

my God, wh

y let alo

st wit

YRS'

y, though we

ght, but we m

blood the pat

e it leads

ace-fire v

's Son will

ese that gl

ean over the

e lion, pure

ms and heart

essed ones

lessed for

t tribulati

r home of He

, or blood, o

t that ful

ese that fl

g heads and

uths a vict

nds a robe

ngels these

el, and your

ged us, both

t hand and

ched us both

devil keeps

ght, and Bliss

nnot utter, l

th many crow

are graven upo

with God-up

for us His

of God for s

may live He

pion behold

e us, at God'

ather giv

he light of

Son give

-place of Jes

pirit so

y drink of

hort and l

ng, but Chris

Who hath le

ust part hith

Who goes be

cleave to le

ng searchi

eaven for

ment awful

ithin the Vei

ort by Chri

for ever f

ather we

ame, now an

we will lo

d and on the

y Ghost we

e, through en

ty, God Th

ghty, Go

IS THE J

bound travell

eeker on an un

anting for

lgrims pass

mansion of p

e and hope dwell

nds open of p

lory till I

re of love whic

el, speed me

heaven to re

o the race and

music I tak

e Hallelujahs

undredfold, wit

h and south and

thousandfold

one yet each

nguished and b

d voice in ear

p the Love of

which Thine own

r, and made me

ass the tenfold

eyes, draw Thou

my heart stor

with yearnin

other, closest

ery mother l

stborn fondled

mother loves

, even a mot

pity for its

Love of God,

desert, throug

til the Great Wh

ck in chewing

in, though sola

engthened by Thy

en stand up be

e eyes repenta

tice stand in

n I thought o

e at the ine

no man standi

; while star fa

earth are like

mighty works

in a moment;

l on me, no tr

ll creation's

comfortless

ling in the

hour, this moment

d, if greater

hat a man die

ve of love Thi

self, with me,

om the irrev

Presence round

piercèd feet,

ds whose wounds

m, remember

id from Thee Th

er's Face, while

of death, did

while Thou wa

intense into

love; not what

ansomed mine, m

D F

one and n

d, O Christ, be

by drop Thy Blo

et no

hose wom

eding grief l

n Peter weep

e thief w

the Sun

r faces in a s

reat darkness

onl

ve not

eep, true Sheph

oses, turn and

mite

OWEST

owest place:

west place, but

ght live

ry by T

lowest place

ce too high, ma

may si

nd love

EOUS POEM

CHILL

m, Octobe

let me brea

l not mour

ife-cord was

ord was ve

ake a lit

nd a slee

o,-I shal

go unto

che is all

my throbbin

be, or an

either hope

ith you

be so e

ke no use

ay 'She coul

lasts I wil

l not stru

listen!

ce is cal

p is on t

omes ye d

listen!

knocks at

he is com

arest is

in from th

and let no

will rest

the sunny

lter thee

from all

, and keep

de in qu

ll thee t

songs:-we w

alked of w

omething a

I would f

hing and

other, 't

s not co

CHILL

m, Octobe

hide him, t

was fals

exhaling o

ing of

ng of a

t inco

or love when

a resti

knew the

: 'We mus

iends and no

an's sha

over, it

y heed

eary year

n, I thin

ave been,-but

unruff

I am where

seems ver

but if all

mes a va

ing in t

e forgot

ough the long

hen none

art beat fas

not wha

ong to see

eet birds

he sun up

p through

rth in the

en to th

dream the b

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can nor we

half st

l those who

are open

y wits see

d that I

ld die and

ng coul

grows nor d

er is:

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said in u

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r task was

thread seem

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mate a tal

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songs to br

alone sav

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nd said in

t I be no

day, and st

nd was not

ight, when

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at ne'er she

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ngale sinc

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like a frig

ked up, and

n speaker

fair young m

th serious

s white but

glory like

ut his head

le room till

fled; and th

pon her q

rt come, I

see thee

know thy vo

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dawning of

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nt forth t

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hushed, and n

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ing on the

stinguis

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nd noise of t

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ade answe

of life, of

munion with

ld 'twixt frie

ere our pat

er on a

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village i

s screened it

wind; and n

treamlet flo

fine, and s

us stalk an

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wind bega

gentle pow

rustled thro

ouched the m

s man might

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reams flow do

sound mor

thousand r

asting ic

d then, but

crash like s

e came, bury

turning lif

joy and pla

s fly, for

nce, friend,

be many r

things make

upon her

'Arise and

at lay befo

over with l

limy thing

between the

oked dimmer

cloudlets

times quite h

e skies with

they went

the sea's m

he ocean c

restlessness

breast a

sily appe

t billows r

o sink, and s

strong wind

ll regions o

ty wind

waves bega

y darkened

ce looked forth

louds; while

ng shone ou

roaching th

y pealing

s were made,

times were co

ailed not; a

ose in all t

ainst the shi

were the clou

hurried for

side an

together, a

silence, an

azed looked

ng timbers

friends, foes

he water ro

me! Whom

ho' they had

there is ro

e graves eno

he cold sea,

whom it hat

not, and t

f the heave

eamed not n

ere rustling

trees the d

sound unspe

cold; till f

hot, like su

r faces;

ed, shone thr

city full

d sounds wit

ack and bli

, as one m

they who

journey we

lips, smili

es scorch them

not; who

er crackles

said in love

hy servant p

town could

river flo

ep bed could

waters calm

apped all th

es were flam

strength, what

mighty as

n prayer, be

nto a righ

ath the cha

world, but f

r friend, for

faith; some pray

oud even in de

d still, sto

oh! let us fl

we go it

are dead;

weep for w

s thing? th

into e

earth so fu

profit of ou

be no mor

ness that i

ence; and,

where must

see the cha

e been or sti

d they went

feet did the

heaven hi

ouds floated

r bosom was

htnings flash

d red and

e wind was

o tell, not

ets to the l

ings it bo

of a grea

hey how on

wn-trodden far

ng at the

had gone f

soweth so

s full of bl

pses of men

th at a thou

and putri

ocks clotte

; stiffened

hat had looked

e dead: these

of the wound

y shall not

fear, nor h

ne wept ab

less at re

oung child's

an watche

eep calm; b

eadly smother

ing cry

d men who c

he black wing

loud 'twixt t

distance

eagle com

down in

is enough,

rayer putteth

rn to whenc

love's sake d

for the sak

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sequestered

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paler, wh

first tin

life, that w

death, that

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be the fi

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face look

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me what is

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like the win

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like Jun

melt the s

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se are day

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stay her dex

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ran golde

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kings with wh

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with fulle

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beauty stirr

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had holines

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fice,' s

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her passion

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k, how fair

those the d

u will, the

e days a spa

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t mean and c

d from her

t little w

lessness

in our hand

ands for gain

he Sevenfol

o purge o

a century

work suffic

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heroic

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st make it b

me I sha

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old Homer,

as his boo

acts of A

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ll death, enla

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only les

man who, ha

all Greece

lion wi

vengeance, l

ghost, unc

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p the sa

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rld's wonder,

man, the l

egenerate

his acorns

rable act

snared of

he swart

paused; our

hitening wi

went too fa

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days seem p

aven of pure

if I said

more tha

' greater t

ewn virtues

wn men: but

learn of

ved pathos

tearful eye

nfessed the st

made her

was, of few

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listen wh

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nvy nursed

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t man of a

his summa

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sun there's

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earied of

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vanities

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vanities

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e wisdom of

page, in al

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e step was

e would na

* *

ears have pass

ow, a state

ooks back in

er half

half of pro

grief, or fe

and, lovi

and lov

honourab

wealth in al

him one li

er golden-

of her own

ful and a

st such a

wn love

of world-w

home most t

and her hea

ome-land

God's bless

ine is full

ower climbs up

still bin

atch my sis

altered sin

kind, light-

her garde

ust mellow

teased me w

orgetful a

upon the

sat alone

life, to l

n world of

but litt

irst: how h

ng lesson o

n line and st

God, lear

patience

after tedio

take the lo

assigned

s, when I fe

nd life most

e eyes up

e my help

es still I l

angelic tru

p secrets sh

last be f

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with dancing

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dumb, blin

yet still

eft her yet,

must leav

not miss

of ou

riends, we sh

friends lies f

rankles in

fast

leeps

and laug

walked, let u

row fo

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ast night? I wat

early, I sta

t home, I shoul

the coppice w

irl, with a fi

perhaps not

a man and tell

o grow downhe

er best speak

tand in the light

ght cry and s

couldn't bear

t enough, and th

it lasted, but

wax and awhi

d away int

ant to you?

ne as an ima

rainbow that

eams upward fr

ing day, or the

flush that lea

urnt out for

ins relight

Kate and good

be kind when

pretty face t

husband ste

t I, my very

gin and all h

n be broken;

set up to pa

e and one w

e slip if she

h a thing ha

chance while we

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he field whose

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th a

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of the air of

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at do neither

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loves you,

eason you s

March wind

nd say your

the cord un

e sound heart

ur fingers w

n wit; you

re handsome,

reason to

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go mincing

miss that m

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well I waste t

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ment powerle

me on me, which

arry, crushing

him the sinne

n me, for my

as my body

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efore God's

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oud against

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m His presence

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th departed

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a butt for p

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where I dwelt

tree and my f

parents dwelt

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corners of my