Love Poems – Page 2546
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Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision.
Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision. / The channel of the dust who once achieves / Invalidates the balm of that religion … -
Ourselves were wed one summer — dear —
Ourselves were wed one summer — dear — / Your Vision — was in June — / And when Your little Lifetime failed, … -
Out of sight? What of that?
Out of sight? What of that? / See the Bird — reach it! / Curve by Curve — Sweep by Sweep — … -
Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking
Out of the cradle endlessly rocking, / Out of the mocking-bird’s throat, the musical shuttle, / Out of the Ninth-month midnight, … -
Out of the Old House, Nancy
Out of the old house, Nancy—moved up into the new; / All the hurry and worry is just as good as through. / Only a bounden duty remains for you and I— … -
Outward Bound
I Leave behind me the elm-shadowed square / And carven portals of the silent street, / And wander on with listless, vagrant feet … -
Ouverture
Je veux m'abstraire vers vos cuisses et vos fesses, / Putains, du seul vrai Dieu seules prêtresses vraies, / Beautés mûres ou non, novices et professes, … -
Ouverture d’Hérodiade
La Nourrice / (Incantation) / Abolie, et son aile affreuse dans les larmes … -
Ouvrez-moi, Sincero, de vos pensers la porte
Ouvrez-moi, Sincero, de vos pensers la porte. / Je désire de voir si l'amour de son trait / Vous engrave aussi bien dans le coeur mon portrait … -
Ouvrier sans travail
C’est généralement le soir / Qu’il opère, dans un coin sombre. / Rapport au sergot, ce rasoir, …
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