The Banks Of Bonnie Doon
Yon banks and hills of bonnie Doon,
How can you bloom so fresh and fair?
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A Red, Red Rose
O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
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To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
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My Friend
My friend must be a bird
Because he flies.
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Music, When Soft Voices Die
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory --
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Soon, O Ianthe!
Soon, O Ianthe! life is o'er,
And sooner beauty's heavenly smile:
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A wounded deer leaps highest
A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
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Happiness
I asked professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me,
what is happiness.
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Of Pearls and Stars
The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
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The Dream
Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care;
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