To One in Paradise
Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine--
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Eulalie
I dwelt alone
In a world of moan
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Happiness
I asked professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me,
what is happiness.
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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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Rose Aylmer
Ah, what avails the sceptred race;
Ah, what the form divine.
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know;
His house is in the village, though.
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Reluctance
Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
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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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The Rose of Sharon
I am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.
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I Sing
I sing to use the waiting
My bonnet but to tie,
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