Love Poems – Page 83
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The Wanderers
Over the sea our galleys went, / With cleaving prows in order brave / To a speeding wind and a bounding wave— … -
Thus the Mayne glideth
Thus the Mayne glideth / Where my Love abideth; / Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds … -
Pippa's Song
The year 's at the spring, / And day 's at the morn; / Morning 's at seven; … -
You'll love Me yet
You'll love me yet!—and I can tarry / Your love's protracted growing: / June rear'd that bunch of flowers you carry, … -
Porphyria's Lover
The rain set early in to-night, / The sullen wind was soon awake, / It tore the elm-tops down for spite, … -
Earl Mertoun's Song
There 's a woman like a dewdrop, she 's so purer than the purest; / And her noble heart 's the noblest, yes, and her sure faith's the surest: / And her eyes are dark and humid, like the depth on depth of lustre … -
In a Gondola
The moth's kiss, first! / Kiss me as if you made me believe / You were not sure, this eve, … -
Parting at Morning
Round the cape of a sudden came the sea, / And the sun look'd over the mountain's rim: / And straight was a path of gold for him, … -
The Lost Mistress
All 's over, then: does truth sound bitter / As one at first believes? / Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter … -
Home-thoughts, from Abroad
O, TO be in England / Now that April 's there, / And whoever wakes in England …
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