Amy Levy

Amy Levy

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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It is so long gone by, and yet How clearly now I see it all
The glimmer of your cigarette, The little chamber, narrow and tall
Perseus; your picture in its frame; (How near they seem and yet how far
)The blaze of kindled logs; the f...
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With Apologies to Mr
Swinburne
For repose I have sighed and have struggled ; have sigh'd and have struggled in vain;
I am held in the Circle of Being and caught in the Circle of Pain
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If I were a woman of old, What prayers I would pray for you, dear;
My pitiful tribute behold— Not a prayer, but a tear
The pitiless order of things, Whose laws we may change not nor break,
Alone I could face it—it wrings My heart fo...
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O is it Love or is it Fame, This thing for which I sigh
Or has it then no earthly name For men to call it by
I know not what can ease my pains, Nor what it is I wish;
The passion at my heart-strings strains Like a tiger in a leash...
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The sky is silver-grey; the long    Slow waves caress the shore
—On such a day as this I have been glad,    Who shall be glad no more
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(In Memoriam
)They trod the streets and squares where now I tread,
With weary hearts, a little while ago;
When, thin and grey, the melancholy
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