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The pure, the bright, the
That stirred our hearts in youth,
The impulses to wordless prayer,
The streams of love and truth,

When I am dead and over me bright April Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Though you shall lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care
I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful When rain bends down the bough;

God strengthen me to bear myself;
That heaviest weight of all to bear,
Inalienable weight of care
All others are outside myself,

O woman, shapely as the swan,
On your account I shall not die:
The men you've slain — a trivial clan — Were less than I
I ask me shall I die for these — For blossom teeth and scarlet lips — And shall that delicate swan-shape Bring m...

Characters of a saint
Who shall inhabit in thy hill,
O God of holiness
Whom will the Lord admit to

We shall enjoy it as for him who finds fault, may silliness and sorrow take him

I shall return again;
I shall return To laugh and love and watch with wonder-eyes At golden noon the forest fires burn,
Wafting their blue-black smoke to sapphire skies
I shall return to loiter by the streams That bathe the brown bl...

When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget
I shall not see the ...

When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass,
And thou with carefull brow sitting alone,
Received hast this message from thy glass,
That tells thee truth, and says that all is gone,

Shall Earth no more inspire thee,
Thou lonely dreamer now
Since passion may not fire thee Shall Nature cease to bow
Thy mind is ever moving In regions dark to thee;

Where shall we land you, sweet_
"--Swinburne
All listlessly we float  Out seaward in the boat    That beareth Love
Our sails of purest snow  Bend to the blue below    And to the blue above

What shall I your true love tell,
Earth forsaking maid
What shall I your true love tell When life's spectre's laid
"Tell him that, our side the grave,