The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart
All things uncomely and broken,
all things worn-out and old,
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The Indian Serenade
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep or night,
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Music, When Soft Voices Die
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory --
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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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I Should Not Dare
I should not dare to leave my friend,
Because if he should die
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Come Fill The Cup
Come, fill the cup, and in the fire of spring
Your winter garment of repentance fling.
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A Friend Like You
There's lots of things
With which I'm blessed,
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Beauty and Love
Beauty and love are all my dream;
They change not with the changing day;
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Shall I Compare Thee, (Sonnet XVIII)
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate:
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Happiness
I asked professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me,
what is happiness.
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