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He wanted clothes, a masher suit, he wanted boots and hat;
His girl had earned a quid or twohe wouldnt part with that;
And so he went to Brickfield Hill, and from a draper there
He shook the proper kind of togs to fetch a square affair.

The Glory And The Dream

© Madison Julius Cawein

There in the past I see her as of old,

Blue-eyed and hazel-haired, within a room

Night Thoughts.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

But by gods and men are unrequited:
For ye love not,--ne'er have learnt to love!
Ceaselessly in endless dance ye move,
In the spacious sky your charms displaying,

Seeking

© Mathilde Blind

In many a shape and fleeting apparition,
Sublime in age or with clear morning eyes,
Ever I seek thee, tantalising Vision,
Which beckoning flies.

New Love, New Life.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

I acknowledge thee no more.
Fled is all that gave thee gladness,
Fled the cause of all thy sadness,

Enniskillen

© Alice Guerin Crist

Oh my heart beat high with joy elate,

When Danny rode in the Hunters Plate

Who'll Buy Gods Of Love?

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

OF all the beauteous wares
Exposed for sale at fairs,
None will give more delight
Than those that to your sight

You'll Love Me Yet

© Robert Browning

You'll love me yet!and I can tarry
Your love's protracted growing:
June reared that bunch of flowers you carry
From seeds of April's sowing.

Song Of Fellowship.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

[Written and sung in honour of the birthday
of the Pastor Ewald at the time of Goethe's happy connection with
Lily.]

My Love For You, Sweet Earth

© Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev

My love for you, sweet Earth, my mother,

I cannot hide - I do not crave

Motives.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

IF to a girl who loves us truly
Her mother gives instruction duly
In virtue, duty, and what not,--
And if she hearkens ne'er a jot,
But with fresh-strengthen'd longing flies

An Autumn Garden

© Bliss William Carman

For the ancient and virile nurture
Of the teeming primordial ground,
For the splendid gospel of color,

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© Owen Suffolk

Mother! Darling mother, you are seeking me I know,

And I feel thy love will follow through the world where'er I go;

The Sky-Larks Song

© Augusta Davies Webster

WINGED voice to tell the skies of earth,
Dear earth-born lark, sing on, sing clear,
Sing into heaven that she may hear
;Sing what thou wilt, so she but know
Thine ecstasy of summer mirth
And think "'Tis from the world below!"

The Bride Of Corinth.

[First published in Schiller's Horen, in connection
with a
friendly contest in the art of ballad-writing between the two
great poets, to which many of their finest works are owing.]

The Dungeon

And this place our forefathers made for man!
This is the process of our Love and Wisdom,
To each poor brother who offends against us--
Most innocent, perhaps--and what if guilty?

Woman! When I Behold Thee Flippant, Vain

© John Keats

Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain,
Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies;
Without that modest softening that enhances
The downcast eye, repentant of the pain

Different Emotions On The Same Spot.

Oh heavenly sight!
He's coming to meet me;
Perplex'd, I retreat me,

Richard And Kate: Or, Fair-Day

'Come, Goody, stop your humdrum wheel,
Sweep up your orts, and get your Hat;
Old joys reviv'd once more I feel,
'Tis Fair-day;--ay, _and more than that._

The Farewell.

[Probably addressed to his mistress Frederica.]LET mine eye the farewell say,That my lips can utter ne'er;
Fain I'd be a man to-day,Yet 'tis hard, oh, hard to bear!Mournful in an hour like thisIs love's sweetest pledge, I ween;
Cold upon thy mouth the kiss,Faint thy fingers' pressure e'en.Oh what rapture to my heartUsed each stolen kiss to bring!
As the violets joy impart,Gather'd in the early spring.Now no garlands I entwine,Now no roses pluck. for thee,