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I saw a ship of martial build
O for that warning voice, which he who saw
It 's autumn in the country I remember.
In a somer sesun, whon softe was the sonne,
Madam would speak with me. So, now it comes:
Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!
What hope is here for modern rhyme
The young Endymion sleeps Endymion's sleep,
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Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,
As I was walking all alane,
'How shall I be a poet?
Blessings on thee, little man,
I want to see someone holy, to confess
Once there was a lady fair,
Asleep or waking is it? for her neck,
'What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song?
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Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears,
All in the April evening,
I am that which began,
Hail, mildly pleasing solitude,
Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best,
Christ God who savest man, save most
There are fires on Lulu Island, and the sky is opalescent
of air they are
"Don’t set yourself on fire just to keep others warm." Penny Reid


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All my past life is mine no more,
There was an Old Woman at Glos'ter,
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light
So many worlds, so much to do,
The wind blew high, the waters raved,
A moment the wild swallows like a flight
JACK was a swarthy, swaggering son-of-a-gun.
I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
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Well and
Infinity, when all things it beheld
Republic of the West,
Where Claribel low-lieth
Out of the night and the north ,
They flee from me that sometime did me seek
You are a friend then, as I make it out,
As good to write as for to lie and grone,
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First come I. My name is J-W-TT.
Sooner or later, in some future date,
Not labour kills us, no, nor joy:
Before I see another day,
The Sorrows of Werther, that is the Book,
Little I ask, my wants are few,
Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again,
I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
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Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
In the rain in the rain in the rain in the rain in Spain.
Sit down, Carmela, here are cobs for kings,
A hand that twists the broidered veil
we are the black loyalists:
Alas, madam, for stealing of a kiss
These be
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