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There should be no despair for
While nightly stars are burning;
While evening pours its silent dew,
And sunshine gilds the morning

LE many a fond and blooming maid Attempts thy heart to gain;
And, by thy fatal smile betrayed, Thinks not she strives in vain:
While in those eyes of tender blue They answering passion see,
And in thy sweet expression view The charm...

While on my lonely couch I lie,
I seldom feel myself alone,
For fancy fills my dreaming eye With scenes and pleasures of its own
Then I may cherish at my breast An infant's form beloved and fair,

LE many a fond and blooming maid Attempts thy heart to gain;
And, by thy fatal smile betrayed, Thinks not she strives in vain:
While in those eyes of tender blue They answering passion see,
And in thy sweet expression view The charm...

While snow the window-panes bedim,
The fire curls up a sunny charm,
Where, creaming o'er the pitcher's rim,
The flowering ale is set to warm;

Wasted, wasted minutes that couldn't be worse, minutes of a barbaric condescension
—Stare out the bathroom window at the fir-trees, at their dark needles, accretions to no purpose woodenly crystallized, and where two fireflies are only lost

Love is enough: while ye deemed him a-sleeping, There were signs of his coming and sounds of his feet;
His touch it was that would bring you to weeping, When the summer was deepest and music most sweet: In his footsteps ye followed the day to...

Joy of my life while left me here
And still my love
How in thy absence thou dost steer              Me from above
A life well led              This truth commends,              With quick or dead              It never ends

While about the shore of Mona those Neronian
Burnt and broke the grove and altar of the Druid and Druidess,
Far in the East Boadicea, standing loftily charioted,
Mad and maddening all that heard her in her fierce volubility,