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Why does she put me to many indign… Shifts to prevent myself thinking… My golden Katie, who loveth not k… I wear my new dresses and put on s… All to prevent myself thinking upo…
They have a few little hours To study the world’ Its lovely absence of clouds, Or the thunderbolts hurled By hidden powers’
I used to be afraid to meet The lovers going down our street. I’d try to shrink to half my size And blink and turn away my eyes But now I’m one of them I know
I do hate the folk I love– They hurt so. Their least word and act may be Source of woe. ‘Won’t you come to tea with me?’
At ten o’clock the great gong soun… Prelude to splendour. I push back… And all the people leave their boo… Still acquiescent, down the marble… Into the dark where we can’t read.…
Do you remember still the little s… I mumbled on the hill at Aura, ho… I told you it was made for Katie’… When I was fresh from school and… With all the strength of girlhood?…
Pink eucalyptus flowers (The flowers are out) Are scented honey sweet For bees to buzz about. Pink eucalyptus flowers
How funny it would be if dreamy I Should leave one book behind me wh… And that a book of Law’this sil… Just written for the money it will… I do hope, when it’s finished, I’…
‘I want a parlourmaid.’ ‘Well, let me see If you were God, what kind of mai… ‘She would be tall, She would be fair,
Last night, in a dream, I felt th… Known to me of old; And there passed me, not much chan… Smiling, suffering, cold. This morning, I lay with closed l…
My mission in the world Is to prolong Rapture by turning it Into a song. A song of liberty
You may have other loves, Red mouths to kiss. Why should you lose That loveliness for this? No loveliness of mine
I am making great big skirts For great big women’ Amazons who’ve fed and slept Themselves inhuman. Such long skirts, not less than tw…
O sweet and fair! These words are… O sweet and fair! A year ago I’ld… Some better words of praise Than sweet and fair. O sweet and fair, and weak, and mo…
I have to make a soul for one Who lost his soul in childhood’s h… And I’m not sure’not really sur… If I have power. I don’t know whether souls are mad…