Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race;
Ah, what the form divine.
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To Earthward
Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
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Love Not Me
Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
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Heart, We Will Forget Him
Heart, we will forget him,
You and I, tonight!
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She Comes Not
She comes not when Noon is on the roses--
Too bright is Day.
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The Heart Asks
The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain;
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When We Two Parted
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
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What If I Say
What if I say I shall not wait!
What if I burst the fleshly Gate-
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Love's Philosophy
The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
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Still to be Neat
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast;
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