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My young love said to me,"My mother won't
And my father won't slight
For your lack of kind
"And she stepped away from
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Rain on Rahoon falls softly, softly falling,
Where my dark lover lies
Sad is his voice that calls me, sadly calling,
At grey moonrise
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EY bear him to his resting-place— In slow procession sweeping by; I follow at a stranger's space; His kindred they, his sweetheart I
Unchanged my gown of garish dye, Though sable-sad is their attire; But they stand round with griefless eye, W...
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When I am sitting at the window,
Through the panes, which the snow blurs,
I see the lovely images, hers,
She passes… passes… passes by…Over me grief has thrown its veil:-Less a creature in this
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How clear she shines
How quietlyI lie beneath her guardian light;
While heaven and earth are whispering me,"To morrow, wake, but dream to-night
"Yes,
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Ще щебече у садочку
Пісню любую весноньці молодій,
Ще щебече, як віддавна щебетав,
Своїм співом весну красную вітав
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I feel horrible
She doesn't love me and I wander aroundlike a sewing machinethat's just finished sewinga turd to a garbage can lid
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O had she not been fair and thus unkind,
Then had no finger pointed at my lightness;
The world had never known what I do find,
And clouds obscure had shaded still her brightness
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This afternoon, my love, speaking to yousince I could see that in your face and walkI failed in coming close to you with talk,
I wanted you to see my heart
Love, whosupported me in what I longed to do,conquered the impossible to attain
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Amarantha, sweet and fair,
Ah, braid no more that shining hair
As my curious hand or
Hovering round thee, let it fly
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Even when she walks she seems to dance
Her garments writhe and glisten like long snakes obedient to the rhythm of the wands by which a fakir wakens them to grace
Like both the desert and the desert sky insensible to human suffering, and ...
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She has made me wayside posies: here they stand,
Bringing fresh memories of where they grew
As new-come travellers from a world we knew Wake every while some image of their land,
So these whose buds our woodland breezes fanned Bring...
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She rose to his requirement,
The playthings of her
To take the honorable
Of woman and of wife
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I.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
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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:
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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;
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