Love Poems – Page 2371
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Moriture
Regarde ! avec amour la terre se couronne ; / Sous les vents attiédis son front rêve et frissonne ; / L'herbe rajeunissante habille le rocher … -
Morn
In what a strange bewilderment do we / Awake each morn from out the brief night’s sleep. / Our struggling consciousness doth grope and creep … -
Morning
I went out on an April morning / All alone, for my heart was high. / I was a child of the shining meadow, … -
Morning Fancy
O Let me die a-singing! / O let me drown in light! / Another day is winging … -
Morning in Camp
A Bed of ashes and a half-burned brand / Now mark the spot where last night’s campfire sprung / And licked the dark with slender, scarlet tongue; … -
Morning in May
From “The Canterbury Pilgrims: The Knightes Tale” / THE BUSY 1 larke, messager of daye, / Salueth in hire song the morwe graye; … -
Morning Meditations
Let Taylor preach, upon a morning breezy, / How well to rise while nights and larks are flying— / For my part, getting up seems not so easy … -
Morning Song
Up! quit thy bower! late wears the hour, / Long have the rooks cawed round the tower; / O’er flower and tree loud hums the bee, … -
Mors
Je vis cette faucheuse. Elle était dans son champ. / Elle allait à grands pas moissonnant et fauchant, / Noir squelette laissant passer le crépuscule. … -
Mors Benefica
Give me to die unwitting of the day, / And stricken in Life’s brave heat, with senses clear: / Not swathed and couched until the lines appear …
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