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The nearly right And yet not quite In love is wholly evil And every heart That loves in part
The lions who ate the Christians… By indulging native appetites play… Not entirely negligible part In consolidating at the very start The position of the Early Christi…
He said no word of her to us Nor we of her to him, But oh it saddened us to see How wan he grew and thin. We said: she eats him day and nigh…
I walked abroad in Easter Park, I heard the wild dog’s distant bar… I knew my Lord was risen again, - Wild dog, wild dog, you bark in va…
Tenuous and Precarious Were my guardians, Precarious and Tenuous, Two Romans. My father was Hazardous,
Away, melancholy, Away with it, let it go. Are not the trees green, The earth as green? Does not the wind blow,
Tender only to one Tender and true The petals swing To my fingering Is it you, or you, or you?
The pleasures of friendship are ex… How pleasant to go to a friend on… I go to my friend, we walk on the… And the hours and moments like min…
In my dreams I am always saying g… Whither and why I know not nor do… And the parting is sweet and the p… And sweetest of all is the night a… In my dreams they are always wavin…
Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out than you th… And not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he always loved larking
My heart goes out to my Creator i… Who gave me Death, as end and rem… All living creatures come to quiet… For him to eat up their activity And give them nothing, which is wh…
Happiness is silent, or speaks equ… Grief is explicit and her song nev… Happiness is like England, and wi… Grief, like Guilt, rushes in and…
Sisely Walked so nicely With footsteps so discreet To see her pass You’d never guess
Do not despair of man, and do not… Who are you that you should so lig… Are you not also a man, and in you… Are there not warlike thoughts and… Are you not also afraid and in fea…
Our Bog is dood, our Bog is dood, They lisped in accents mild, But when I asked them to explain They grew a little wild. How do you know your Bog is dood