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I know more about flowers, And Pat knows about ships. ‘Schooner’ and 'barquentine’ Are words of note on his lips. Even 'schooner, barque-rigged’
Little girls, You are gay, Little factory girls, At the end of your day. There you stand,
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…
Though I had lost my love, The hills could calm me. Deep in a woodland grove No loss could harm me. But when I came to town,
One summer day, along the street, Men pruned the gums To make them neat. The tender branches, white with fl… Lay in the sun
The strike’s done. The men won. The ships sail the sea To bring back What we lack,
You may have other loves, Red mouths to kiss. Why should you lose That loveliness for this? No loveliness of mine
I can’t feel the sunshine Or see the stars aright For thinking of her beauty And her kisses bright. She would let me kiss her
We watched the dawn breaking acros… While just above us hung the eveni… The nearer waters took a hint of w… And clouds and waves together mass… Narrowed our morning world of pall…
Sometimes I can see When I teach Half my children talk Each to each. Then I almost wish
I have three loves who are all mos… Each one has cost me many a tear. The one who is dead yet lives in m… I were too poor had I less than t…
And is love very strong where hono… Would the world ever speak of Lan… Or Tristram’s love had they put h… What would you think if Guinevere… And begged for kisses and had begg…
‘Raging winter wind Let loose in springtime What is the message your cold touc… Spite of days and dreams, Warm and easy and sublime,
I have golden shoes To make me fleet. They are like the wind Underneath my feet. When my lover’s kiss
Flowers have uncountable ways of p… Not solid, but moonlight or sunlig… Primroses strive for the colour of… Dew-besprent. Freesias are flames wherein light…