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After Sunset

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

REST--rest--four little letters, one short word,
Enfolding an infinitude of bliss--
Rest is upon the earth. The heavy clouds
Hang poised in silent ether, motionless,

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A Pangyre

© Benjamin Jonson

On the happy entrace of Iames, our Soveraigne, to His first high Session of Parliament in this his Kingdome, the 19 of March, 1603.

Licet toto nunc Helicone frui.

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A Last Request

© Alfred Austin

Let not the roses lie
Too thickly tangled round my tomb,
Lest fleecy clouds that skim the summer sky,
Flinging their faint soft shadows, pass it by,
And know not over whom.

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A Woman’s Sonnets: IV

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Should ever the day come when this drear world
Shall read the secret which so close I hold,
Should taunts and jeers at my bowed head be hurled,
And all my love and all my shame be told,

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A Child's Fancy

© Mathilde Blind

"Hush, hush! Speak softly, Mother dear,
So that the daisies may not hear;
For when the stars begin to peep,
The pretty daisies go to sleep.

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A Border Burn

© Alfred Austin

Where Autumn runnels fret and foam
Past banks of amber fern,
Since track was none I chanced to roam
Along a Border burn.

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Antony's Friend.

© Robert Crawford

Bring me my robes and crown!
I must make a brave end,
Charmian, fitting the renown
Of Antony's friend.

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A Billet Doux

© George Moses Horton

My brightest hopes are mix'd with tears,
Like hues of light and gloom;
As when mid sun-shine rain appears,
Love rises with a thousand fears,

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Adventurers

© Lesbia Harford

This morning I got up before the sun
Had seized the hill,
And scrambled heart-hot, noisy, past each one
In sleep laid still.

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Across The Lines

© Ethel Lynn Eliot Beers

Then the head her heart had pillowed,
Drooping laid it down to rest,
As calm as when in baby slumber
Its locks were cradled on her breast.

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A Triolet

© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch

To commemorate the virtue of Homoeopathy in restoring one apparently drowned.

  Love, that in a tear was drown'd,

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A Lullaby

© George Gascoigne

SING lullaby, as women do,

  Wherewith they bring their babes to rest;

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A Highly Valuable Chain Of Thoughts

© Andrew Lang

Had cigarettes no ashes,

And roses ne'er a thorn,

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A Spring Song

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Not yet a bough to bud may dare
On the naked tree.
Yet happy leaves in the bough prepare,
And could I see

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About the Seduction of an Angel (Translation with original German)

© Bertolt Brecht

Über die Verführung von Engeln

Engel verführt man gar nicht oder schnell.

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An Assurance

© Nicholas Breton

Say that I should say I love ye,
Would you say 'tis but a saying?
But if love in prayers move ye,
Will ye not be moved with praying?

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A Paraphrase, By Dr. I.W.

© Eugene Field

Why, Mistress Chloe, do you bother
  With prattlings and with vain ado
Your worthy and industrious mother,
  Eschewing them that come to woo?

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An Afternoon

© Margaret Widdemer

And my eyes burned bright, elate,
Into theirs of drearier fate,
Seeing your eyes' lovingness
Into mine smile deep and bless
(Far away, love, did you see
On your eyes mine lovingly?)

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Astrophel And Stella-Seventh Song

© Sir Philip Sidney

Whose senses in so evil consort, their stepdame Nature lays,
That ravishing delight in them most sweet tunes do not raise;
Or, if they do delight therein, yet are so cloy'd with wit,
As with sententious lips to set a title vain on it:
Oh let them hear these sacred tunes, and learn in wonder's schools
To be in things past bounds of wit, fools, if they be not fools.