Never Blows So Red
I sometimes think that never blows so red
The rose as where some buried Caesar bled.
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To One in Paradise
Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine--
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Proud of my Broken Heart
Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it.
Proud of the pain, I did not feel ‘till thee.
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Sweet Disorder
A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:
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A wounded deer leaps highest
A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
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Ebb
I know what my heart is like
Since your love died:
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Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
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I Lost A World
I lost a world the other day.
Has anybody found?
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Ah, My Beloved
Ah, my beloved, fill the cup that clears
Today of past regrets and future fears;
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Song: To Celia
Drink to me, only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine;
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