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- Maid of Astolat
- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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Come, O come, my life's delight! Thomas Campion Come, O come, my life's delight! Let me not in languor pine: Love loves no del... -
A Pause Christina Rossetti They made the chamber sweet with flowers and leaves, And the bed sweet with flowers on which I lay; While... -
The Linnet Walter de la Mare Upon this leafy bush With thorns and roses in it, Flutters a thing of light, A twittering linnet. And all... -
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Daisy Francis Thompson Where the thistle lifts a purple crown Six foot out of the turf, And the harebell shakes on the windy hi... -
Meeting An Old Friend Du Mu 803 - 852 For years not having met, we meet, and yet with sadness and with tears like sleet. (Your hai... -
Farewell Anne Bronte Farewell to Thee! But not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of Thee: Within my heart they still shall d... -
The Trees Edward L Davison I did not know your names and yet I saw The handiwork of Beauty in your boughs, I worshipped as the Druids did, i... -
The Power of Words 'Tis a strange mystery, the power of words! Life is in them, and death. A word can send The crimson colour hurrying... -
Past One O'clock... Vladimir Mayakovsky Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed. The Milky Way streams silver through the ni... -
House On A Cliff Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors The winking signal on the waste of sea. Indoors the sound of the wind. Outd...