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Now no-one will be listening to songs
The days long prophesied have come to pass
The world has no more miracles
Don't

Love, we must part now: do not let it be Calamitious and bitter
In the past There has been too much moonlight and self-pity:
Let us have done with it: for now at last Never has sun more boldly paced the sky,
Never were hearts more e...

Gooses, geesesI want my geese to lay gold eggs for
At least a hundred a
And by the wayI want a feastI want a bean
Cream buns and

Now,
O now, in this brown land Where Love did so sweet music make We two shall wander, hand in hand,
Forbearing for old friendship' sake,
Nor grieve because our love was gay Which now is ended in this way

Between now and now,between I am and you are,the word bridge
Entering ityou enter yourself:the world connectsadn closes like a ring
From one bank to another,there is alwaysa body stretched:a rainbow
I'll sleep beneath its arches

Now spring has clad the grove in green, And strew'd the lea wi' flowers;
The furrow'd, waving corn is seen Rejoice in fostering showers:
While ilka thing in nature join Their sorrows to forego,
O why thus all alone are mine The wear...

Gazing upon him now, severe and dead, It seemed a curious thing that she had lain Beside him many a night in that cold bed, And that had been which would not be again
From his desirous body the great heat Was gone at last, it seemed, and the ...

And you have me and I have you,
When there are roses all the way,
And April days and nights of May,
And life is joy the whole day long-- Not now can passion flower in song

Say nay,
Man dry man,
Dry lover
The deadrock base and blow the flowered anchor,

But now life's face beholden   Seemed bright as heaven's bare
With hope of gifts withholden   But now
From time's full-flowering
Each bud spake bloom to embolden   Love's heart, and seal his vow

Sleep now,
O sleep now,
O you unquiet heart
A voice crying "Sleep now" Is heard in my heart

Beneath her window in the fragrant night I half forget how truant years have
Since I looked up to see her chamber-light,
Or catch, perchance, her slender shadow
Upon the casement; but the nodding leaves Sweep lazily across the unlit...