Love Poems – Page 744
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Dead Love
Two loves had I. Now both are dead, / And both are marked by tombstones white. / The one stands in the churchyard near, … -
Deaf
As to a bird’s song she were listening, / Her beautiful head is ever sidewise bent; / Her questioning eyes lift up their depths intent— … -
Dear March — Come in —
Dear March — Come in — / How glad I am — / I hoped for you before — … -
Dear, I to thee this diamond commend
Dear, I to thee this diamond commend, / In which a model of thyself I send. / How just unto thy joints this circlet sitteth, … -
Death
Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee / Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so: / For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow … -
Death and Life
Apparently with no surprise / To any happy flower, / The frost beheads it at its play … -
Death and Night
The bearded grass waves in the summer breeze; / The sunlight sleeps along the distant hills; / Faint is the music of the murmuring rills, … -
Death at Daybreak
I Shall go out when the light comes in— / There lie my cast-off form and face; / I shall pass Dawn on her way to earth, … -
Death in Youth
From “Festus” / FOR to die young is youth’s divinest gift; / To pass from one world fresh into another, … -
Death is a Dialogue between
Death is a dialogue between / The spirit and the dust. / "Dissolve," says Death. The Spirit, "Sir, …
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