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Lord Lundy from his earliest
Was far too freely moved to Tears
For instance if his Mother said,"Lundy
It's time to go to Bed

Sometimes the sky's too bright,
Or has too many clouds or birds,
And far away's too sharp a
To nourish thinking of him

Too dearly had I bought my green and youthful years,
If in mine age I could not find when craft for love appears; And seldom though I come in court among the rest,
Yet can I judge in colors dim as deep as can the best
Where grief to...

Joy that's half too keen, and true,
Makes us tears
Oh
the sweetness of the tears

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!

We, too, had known golden
When body and soul were in tune,
Had danced with our true
By the light of a full moon,

I
One word is too often
For me to profane it,
One feeling too falsely

Could ye come back to me,
Douglas,
Douglas,
In the old likeness that I knew,

OO soon so fair, fair lilies;
To bloom is then to wane;    The folded bud has still    To-morrow at its will;
Blown flowers can never blow again
Too soon so bright, bright noontide;

Roses, rooted warm in earth, Bud in rhyme, another age;
Lilies know a ghostly birth Strewn along a patterned page;
Golden lad and chimbley sweep Die; and so their song shall keep
Wind that in Arcadia starts In and out a couplet play...

You are much too big to dandle,
And I will not leave the candle
Go to sleep
You are growing naughty, rather,

Weep not too much, my darling;
Sigh not too oft for me;
Say not the face of
Has lost its charm for thee