Love Poems – Page 77
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Las Belle Dame sans Merci
'o WHAT can ail thee, knight-at-arms, / Alone and palely loitering? / The sedge is wither'd from the lake, … -
When I have Fears that I may cease to be
When I have fears that I may cease to be / Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, / Before high pil`d books, in charact'ry, … -
To Sleep
O SOFT embalmer of the still midnight! / Shutting with careful fingers and benign / Our gloom-pleased eyes, embower'd from the light, … -
The Outlaw of Loch Lene
O MANY a day have I made good ale in the glen, / That came not of stream or malt, like the brewing of men: / My bed was the ground; my roof, the green-wood above; … -
Too solemn for day, too sweet for night
Too solemn for day, too sweet for night, / Come not in darkness, come not in light; / But come in some twilight interim, … -
To Helene
I SENT a ring—a little band / Of emerald and ruby stone, / And bade it, sparkling on thy hand, … -
The Fallen Star
A STAR is gone! a star is gone! / There is a blank in Heaven; / One of the cherub choir has done … -
The Solitary-Hearted
She was a queen of noble Nature's crowning, / A smile of hers was like an act of grace; / She had no winsome looks, no pretty frowning, … -
Early Death
She pass'd away like morning dew / Before the sun was high; / So brief her time, she scarcely knew … -
Silence
There is a silence where hath been no sound, / There is a silence where no sound may be, / In the cold grave—under the deep, deep sea, …
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