The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart
All things uncomely and broken,
all things worn-out and old,
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O Mistress Mine
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
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Love Not Me
Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
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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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The Hour Glass
Consider this small dust, here in the glass,
By atoms moved:
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Annie Laurie
Maxwelton's hills are bonnie
Where early falls the dew
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Come Slowly
Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
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The Garden of Love
I went to the Garden of Love.
And saw what I never had seen:
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The Grave
The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
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She Is Not Fair To Outward View
She is not fair to outward view
as many maidens be;
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