Love Poems – Page 1346

• How far is it to Heaven?

  How far is it to Heaven? / As far as Death this way — / Of River or of Ridge beyond …

• How firm Eternity must look

  How firm Eternity must look / To crumbling men like me / The only Adamant Estate …

• How fits his Umber Coat

  How fits his Umber Coat / The Tailor of the Nut? / Combined without a seam …

• How fleet — how indiscreet an one —

  My little devices to live till Monday would woo your sad attention - Full of work and plots and little happinesses the Thought of you protracts them all and makes them sham and cold - / How fleet - how indiscreet an one - / how always wrong is Love - …

• How fortunate the Grave —

  How fortunate the Grave — / All Prizes to obtain — / Successful certain, if at last, …

• How Gilbert Died

  There's never a stone at the sleeper's head, / There's never a fence beside, / And the wandering stock on the grave may tread …

• How good his Lava Bed,

  How good his Lava Bed, / To this laborious Boy — / Who must be up to call the World …

• How happy I was if I could forget

  How happy I was if I could forget / To remember how sad I am / Would be an easy adversity …

• How happy is the little Stone

  How happy is the little Stone / That rambles in the Road alone, / And doesn't care about Careers …

• How Human Nature dotes

  How Human Nature dotes / On what it can't detect. / The moment that a Plot is plumbed …

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