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This evening I’m alone. I wish there’d be Someone to come along And talk to me. Yet out of all my friends
Sometimes I lose My power of loving for an hour or… Then I misuse My knowledge of friends’ secrets t… Them far more heartily than others…
When my lover put the sea between… And went wandering in Italy My poor silly heart miscalled his… ‘Leaving me’. Towns of Spain and Italy he staye…
I made a heaven for you filled wit… Each star a song Meant to give happy music to your… Day and night long. But in your workshop you are close…
My Man Says I weigh about four ounces, Says I must have hollow legs.
A bunch of lilac and a storm of ha… On the same afternoon! Indeed I k… Here in the South it always happe… That lilac is companioned by the g… I took some hailstones from the wi…
Each day I sit in an ill-lighted… To teach a boy; For one hour by the clock great wo… Are our employ. We read St Agnes’ Eve and that m…
We’ve a room That we call home, With a bed in it, And a table And some chairs,
Pink eucalyptus flowers (The flowers are out) Are scented honey sweet For bees to buzz about. Pink eucalyptus flowers
Frolic mountain winds Innocent and shy, Kiss my darling’s cheek As they scurry by. Little fragrant leaves
Miss Murphy has blue eyes and blu… Her machine’s opposite mine So I can stare At her pale face and shining blue-… I’m sure that other people think h…
The love I look for Could not come from you. My mind is set to fall At Peterloo. But you’ld protect me,
I have golden shoes To make me fleet. They are like the wind Underneath my feet. When my lover’s kiss
Sometimes I am too tired To think of you. Today was such a day, But then I knew Today, for certain, you’d be weary…
She is not of the fireside, My lovely love; Nor books, nor even a cradle, She bends above. No, she is bent with lashes,