A Red, Red Rose
O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
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To Earthward
Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
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Tell me not, Sweet,
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind
For, from the nunnery
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For some we loved
For some we loved, the loveliest and the best
That from His vintage rolling Time hath pressed,
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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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Maybe
Maybe he believes me, maybe not.
Maybe I can marry him, maybe not.
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The Hour Glass
Consider this small dust, here in the glass,
By atoms moved:
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Heart, We Will Forget Him
Heart, we will forget him,
You and I, tonight!
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Eulalie
I dwelt alone
In a world of moan
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She Comes Not
She comes not when Noon is on the roses--
Too bright is Day.
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