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Away, melancholy, Away with it, let it go. Are not the trees green, The earth as green? Does not the wind blow,
The nearly right And yet not quite In love is wholly evil And every heart That loves in part
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 was full of softening sho… I used to swing like this for hour… I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath.
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…
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…
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…
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…
There is a face I know too well, A face I dread to see, So vain it is, so eloquent Of all futility. It is a human face that hides
I like to get off with people, I like to lie in their arms I like to be held and lightly kiss… Safe from all alarms. I like to laugh and be happy
Deeply morbid deeply morbid was th… Always out of office hours running… But when daylight and the darkness… Not for this ah not for this her o… It was that look within her eye
I do not ask for mercy for underst… And in these heavy days I do not… I do not ask that suffering shall… I do not pray to God to let me di… To give an ear attentive to my cry
Drugs made Pauline vague. She sat one day at the breakfast t… Fingering in a baffled way The fronds of the maidenhair plant… Was it the salt you were looking f…
Mother, among the dustbins and the… I feel the measure of my humanity,… As of the presence of God, I am s… In the dustbins, in the manure, in… Is the presence of God, in a sure…
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…