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By: Unknown (13th Century)

There are little traits that keep me bound...
I think of nothing else save the bright face of my lady- ...

Die Lorelei

By: Heinrich Heine

I know not its significance
Yet, sadness is in my mind ... ...

When I Was One-And-Twenty

By: A. E. Housman

When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say, ...

My True Love Has My Heart

By: Philip Sidney

My true-love hath my heart and I have his,
By just exchange one for the other given; ...

Gone

By: Carl Sandburg

Everybody loved Chick Lorimer in our town,
Far off ...

A Birthday

By: Christina Rossetti

My heart is like a singing bird
Whose heart is in a watered shoot. ...

To lose Thee

By: Emily Dickinson

To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew. ...

We Are Seven

By: William Wordsworth

A simple child...
That lightly draws its breath ...

Dear Chains

By: Alexander Pushkin

Rose-maiden, no, I do not quarrel
With these dear chains, they don't demean. ...

A Book of Verse

By: Omar Khayyam

A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou ...