Love Poems – Page 965
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Dying
The sun kept setting, setting still ; / No hue of afternoon / Upon the village I perceived, — … -
Dying at my music!
Dying at my music! / Bubble! Bubble! / Hold me till the Octave's run! … -
Dying! Dying in the night!
Dying! Dying in the night! / Won't somebody bring the light / So I can see which way to go … -
Dying! To be afraid of thee
Dying! To be afraid of thee / One must to thine Artillery / Have left exposed a Friend — … -
E mainh genh se volv e's vira
E mainh genh se volv e’s vira / Mos talans, e ven e vai, / Lai on mos volers s’atrai. … -
E Pluribus Unum
O peuple Américain, ô grande Nation, / Près de ton Capitole, emblème d’union, / S’élève un Monument, construit avec les pierres … -
E.
Nichts ekelhafter doch, als ein verliebter Mann, / Bei dessen Werben man nichts fühlen kann, / Als höchstens Mitleid, dem sich Hohn gesellt! … -
Each and All
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown / Of thee from the hill-top looking down; / The heifer that lows in the upland farm, … -
Each Life Converges to some Centre —
Each Life Converges to some Centre — / Expressed — or still — / Exists in every Human Nature … -
Each Man is in his Spectre's power
* * * / [4] [This world del.] Each Man is in [the del.] his Spectre’s power / [3] Until the arrival of that hour, …
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