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Through the swift night I go to my love. Tram bells are joy bells, Bidding us move On a golden path
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…
Cherry plum blossom in an old tin… Oh, it is lovely, beautiful and fa… With sun on it and little shadows… All in among the fragrant wonder t… Cherry plum blossom on the workroo…
I must be dreaming through the day… And see the world with childish ey… If I’d go singing all my life And my songs be wise And in the kitchen or the house
I think each year should bring Little fresh songs Like flowers in spring. That they might deck the hours For a brief while
They used to say Our mother brought us up like hot-… From day to day Such wondrous cares were ours Her love inspired.
Through the Museum I stroll, and see Goblets fashioned in Arcady, Spears from the Islands, and robe… Gew-gaws of pomp and of old desire…
The strike’s done. The men won. The ships sail the sea To bring back What we lack,
Maisie’s been holding down her hea… Her little red head. And her poin… Rests on her neck that slips so so… The square-cut low-necked darling… In such a way, since it’s high-wai…
‘Raging winter wind Let loose in springtime What is the message your cold touc… Spite of days and dreams, Warm and easy and sublime,
What were the good of stars if non… But mariners, astronomers and such… The sun and moon and stars were ma… I know that much.
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…
When I am so worn out I cannot sl… And yet I know I have to work nex… Or lose my job, I sometimes have… To one long dead, who listens when… I ask Saint Rose of Lima for the…
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…
I saw a flight of sparrows through… Oh, let us rise Out of the weaknesses of our despa… To burning skies. Let us take wings for flight from…