Die Lorelei
I know not its significance
Yet, sadness is in my mind ...
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My River
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
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Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIII
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
The love I bear thee, finding words enough,
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We Are Seven
A simple child...
That lightly draws its breath
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A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
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Love Not Me
Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
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Of Pearls and Stars
The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
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I Held a Jewel
I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep
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Bereft
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
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The Hour Glass
Consider this small dust, here in the glass,
By atoms moved:
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