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My mission in the world Is to prolong Rapture by turning it Into a song. A song of liberty
This morning I got up before the… Had seized the hill, And scrambled heart-hot, noisy, pa… In sleep laid still. There they lay helpless under the…
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’…
They say—priests say— That God loves the world. Maybe he does, When the dew is pearl’d On the emerald grass,
Sometimes I wish that I were Hel… And wise as Pallas, That I might have most royal gift… In love’s sweet chalice. Then I reflect my dear love is no…
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…
I dreamt last night of happy home-… Friends I had loved and had belie… Came happily to visit me and said I was a part of their fair home-co… It’s strange that I should dream…
I have golden shoes To make me fleet. They are like the wind Underneath my feet. When my lover’s kiss
Ours was a friendship in secret, m… Stolen from fate. I must be secret still, show mysel… Early and late. ‘Isn’t it sad he was killed!' I m…
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…
To Plato’s dictum Assent she lends. All things in common We hold, as friends. I share her riches.
Through the swift night I go to my love. Tram bells are joy bells, Bidding us move On a golden path
Old memories waken old desires Infallibly. While we’re alive With eye or ear or sense at all, Sometimes, must love revive. But we’ll not think, when some str…
I have two wings To raise me to the skies. Withouten these My soul could never rise. My shining friends,
A lady and I were walking Where waters flow; A lady and I were talking Softly and slow. This is what you were saying,