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Heigh ho! well, the season’s over! Once again we’ve come to Lent! Programme’s changed from balls and… Now we’re ordered to repent. Forty days of self-denial!
Thou dost not know it! but to hear One word of praise from thee, There is no pain I would not bear… No task too great for me. My hands could tireless toil all d…
Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou… Thy strong regard for me, Make me no vows. Lip-service is n… Let thy faith speak for thee. Swear not to me that nothing can d…
When my blood flows calm as a purl… When my heart is asleep and my bra… It is then that I vow we must par… That I will forget you, and put y… Out of my life, as a dream is bani…
What is the end of each man’s toil… Brother, O Brother? A handful of dust in a bit of soil… His name forgotten as centuries ro… Though blazoned to-day on Glory’s…
I and new love, in all its living… Sat vis-à-vis, while tender twilig… Went softly by us, treading as on… Then suddenly I saw within the ro… The old love, long since lying in…
We love but once. The great gold… From dawn to eventide doth cast hi… But the full splendour of his perf… Is reached but once throughout the… We love but once. The waves, wit…
Love breathed a secret to her list… And said “Be silent.” Though she… And dwelt as one within a world ap… Yet sun and star seemed by that se… And where she passed, each whisper…
There is grief in the cup! I saw a proud mother set wine on t… The eyes of her son sparkled brigh… The ruddy stream into the glass in… The cup was of silver; the lady wa…
Dear love, if you and I could sai… With snowy pennons to the winds un… Across the waters of some unknown… And find some island far from all… If we could dwell there, evermore…
We will lay our summer away, my fr… So tenderly lay it away. It was bright and sweet to the ver… Like one long, golden day. Nothing sweeter could come to me,
However the battle is ended, Though proudly the victor comes, With flaunting flags and neighing… And echoing roll of drums; Still truth proclaims this motto
It may be you’ve seen her eyes, Dark and deep like midnight skies; You mayhap have seen them flash Underneath the drooping lash, And been dazzled by the light
I prayed for riches, and achieved… All that I touched turned into go… My cares were greater and my peace… When that wish came to pass. I prayed for glory, and I heard m…
The Muse said, Let us sing a litt… Wherein no hint of wrong, No echo of the great world need, o… Shall mar the strain. Lock fast the swinging portal of t…
