Come Fill The Cup
Come, fill the cup, and in the fire of spring
Your winter garment of repentance fling.
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When the Lamp Is Shattered
When the lamp is shattered
The light in the dust lies dead
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Song: To Celia
Drink to me, only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine;
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The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart
All things uncomely and broken,
all things worn-out and old,
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Untitled
I have loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain
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I Never Lost As Much
I never lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod.
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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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Annie Laurie
Maxwelton's hills are bonnie
Where early falls the dew
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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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The Spring and the Fall
In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year,
I walked the road beside my dear.
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