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Oh me, Was there a time When Paradise knew Eve In this sweet guise, so placid and
Was it love breathed on us as on t… Dawn breathes for a short space an… Or loved we never at all who but m… With too dim vision the guarded my… Were we unfaithful or were we unwi…
You nor I nor nobody knows Where our daily-taken breath Vanisheth and vanisheth: Where our lost breath’s flying goe… You nor I nor nobody knows.
If it Were lighter touch Than petal of flower resting On grass, oh still too heavy it we… Too heavy!
(1) The rose new-opening saith, And the dew of the morning saith, (Fallen leaves and vanished dew) Remember death.
The shadowy boy of night Crosses the dusking land; He sows his poppy-seeds With steady, gentle hand. The shadowy boy of night
Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan,
Joy! Joy! Joy! The hills are glad, The valleys re-echo with merriment… In my heart is the sound of laught… And my feet dance to the time of i…
Have yet forgot, sweet birds, How near the heaven’s lie? Drooping, sick-pinion’d, oh Have yet forgot the sky? The air that once I knew
(Girl’s Song) In Babylon, in Nineveh, And long ago, and far away, The lilies and the lotus blew That are my sweet of youth to-day.
Not thou, White rose, but thy Ensanguined sister is The dear companion of my heart’s Shed blood.
Every day, Every day, Tell the hours By their shadows, By their shadows.
With night’s Dim veil and blue I will cover my eyes, I will bind close my eyes that are So weary.
What words Are left thee then Who hast squandered on thy Forgetfulness eternity’s I Love?
I make my shroud, but no one knows… So shimmering fine it is and fair, With stitches set in even rows, I make my shroud, but no one knows… In door-way where the lilac blows,