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She rose to his requirement,
The playthings of her
To take the honorable
Of woman and of wife

I.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright

My young love said to me:
My mother won't mind,
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind
She put her arms 'round me; these words she did say:

Three years she grew in sun and shower,
Then Nature said, "A lovelier
On earth was never sown;
This Child I to myself will take;

Ще вчора заглядав, як в сховок, до гнізда,і бачив щілин шість, шість отворів жаждливих,зозуля перелітна вже з голосу спада,і зелен-світ постав сьогодні, наче
Спустошилось гніздо, і ти немов збіднів,бо ж до колишніх втрат щось нове додалося,ви...

HE sat alone beside her hearth— For many nights alone;
She slept not on the pleasant
Where fragrant herbs were strewn
At first she bound her raven

She tells her love while half asleep,
In the dark hours,
With half-words whispered low:
As Earth stirs in her winter

Behold whiles she before the altar
Hearing the holy priest that to her
And blesseth her with his two happy hands,
How the red roses flush vp in her cheekes,

Simply she stands at the cathedral’sgreat ascent, close to the rose window,with the apple in the apple-pose,guiltless-guilty once and for allof the growing she gave birth tosince form the circle of eternitiesloving she went forth, top struggle thr...

Amarantha sweet and
Ah braid no more that shining hair
As my curious hand or
Hovering round thee let it fly

So fair is she
So fair her
So fair her pulsing
Not so

As a twig trembles, which a bird Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,
So is my memory thrilled and stirred;— I only know she came and went
As clasps some lake, by gusts unriven, The blue dome’s measureless content,
So my soul held...